Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 56
“Um, may I ask a question…” On the other end of the phone, Mary hesitated and asked, “Whose Rolls–Royce is that?”
Rachel pinched her lips, subconsciously snatched a glance at David next to her, and coughed to cover up her embarrassment before she said lightly, “That is not important.” Then she hung up the phone.
She turned her head to David and said, “I’m sorry for the trouble.”
“You are not the person who should apologize.”
Fixing his gaze on Rachel’s pretty face, David slowly raised his hand and picked a strand of her hair with his slender fingers, his eyes brimming with unconscious infatuation. “I won’t let them have a chance to create any difficulties for you,” he declared.
Rachel instantly understood his implication. Then, seeing him take out his phone, she held his hand, flustered, and said, “Wait!”
Rachel’s slender fingers were a bit cold. But, on the contrary, David’s palm was warm.
The coolness of her fingertip touched his heart and quenched his anger like a winding stream.
David looked at the small hand in his palm, and the murderous look in his eyes disappeared instantly. The next second, he smiled gently and said, “Your hand is a little cold.”
He turned his palm around and held Rachel’s hand in his.
Rachel felt the warmth of his palm, and her eyes flickered. Finally, she composed herself and said lightly, “This is my own business. I can handle it myself.”
“Of course.” David slowly grasped her hand, put on a faint smile, and said mildly, “Do whatever you want. I’ll clean up the mess for you, no matter how severe the consequences.” Surprise flashed across Rachel’s eyes. She couldn’t help but stare at David, lost in thought. All women needed care and love. Rachel might have looked cold and detached, but she was no exception.
During her three–year relationship with Louis, she had been humble and submissive in front of him and hadn’t dared to take a hard line on anything for fear of annoying him.
She had been compromising and enduring the unfair situation for three years.
However, this man just told her that women didn’t have to compromise or endure but should do whatever they wanted.
Because he would clean up the mess for her no matter how severe the consequences would be…
She felt her heart which was cold and numb after being hurt by Louis, melt a little. Soon, an inexplicable feeling crept over her, and her heart became warm and soft with a layer of protection.
Suddenly, Eddie, who was riding shotgun, coughed, and Rachel, who was moved by David’s words came to herself.
“Miss Grey, where should we drop you off?” asked Eddie.
Only after hearing this did Rachel realize that other people were in the car and immediately shook off David’s hand without hesitation as if it were searing hot.
David was rendered speechless.
Was she avoiding being seeing intimate with him?
Rachel cleared her throat to cover up her embarrassment. Her eyes flashed as she said in a voice as clear as usual, “Drop me at the Oaks.”
“Okay,” replied Eddie.
Soon, Rachel reached her destination.
When she got off the car, David handed her the bunch of roses and said in a low voice, “Good night.”
With a faint smile, she turned around and left.
David watched intently as she walked away. Then the driver started the car and pulled away. Eddie looked at David in the backseat from the rearview mirror and complained to himself, “Mr. Jones left so much work unfinished to have dinner with Miss Grey?
“Miss Grey is indeed gorgeous, but I have to ask, isn’t it a little too much for Mr. Jones to lose his cool today?
“He was losing his head over her!”
“What’s in your mind?” David suddenly asked.
Eddie subconsciously blurted out, “I was thinking that you have lost your head over Miss Grey tonight…”