Chapter 474
Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David)
Chapter 474
After Old Mr. Johnson was discharged from the hospital, Rachel had been staying at Johnsonâs
Mansion.
It was already ten oâclock. If it wasnât for this, Rachel would definitely have gone to bed at this hour.
However, when she remembered what her maternal grandfather had said to her at the study today, she
was immediately wide awake.
She tossed and turned in bed when she suddenly received a text from David. âAre you asleep?â
Rachel turned around and lay on the bed. His fingertips tapped quickly on the keyboard as she replied,
âNot yet.â
The next second, David sent a photo.
No one was more familiar with the background of this photo than Rachel was.
She quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed a thin jacket, and rushed out of her
room.
She was in such a hurry that she almost bumped into Ms. Wright, who was holding a glass of warm
milk. âMiss Grey, where are you going so late at night?â
âOutside for some fresh air,â Rachel said before disappearing from Ms. Wrightâs sight.
It had always been chilly at night in Seaxas in the autumn.
Rachel took a sightseeing tram to the entrance of Johnsonâs Mansion.
She noticed David standing under the street lamp at first glance.
He was wearing a black suit and was almost blending into the night behind him.
He stood motionless like a Greek sculpture, exuding an unconcealable aura of nobility.
His facial features were well-defined and deep, like an exceptional piece of G*dâs creation. His every
subtle action could show his emotions to the extreme.
The two of them had only not seen each other for a few days, but Rachel felt as if it had been a few
years already.
Rachelâs eyes curved into a smile as she quickly ran towards him.
The moment David saw Rachel, the coldness in his eyes quickly resolved into a gentle smile. âSlow
down.â
Rachel pounced into his arms and raised her head to kiss his chin. Her beautiful eyes were glistening.
âIf I donât hurry up, what if another girl seduces you and
takes you away from me?â
âYouâre the only one for me.â Davidâs palm landed on her slender waist. âWhy are you still up?â
Rachel leaned against Davidâs chest and sensitively smelled an unusual scent on him.
It was the smell of blood.
Even his cologne couldnât completely cover the smell of blood.
Could it be that he was injured?
Her brows furrowed imperceptibly as she buried her face in his chest and sniffed harder, just to confirm
her guess.
âIâm going to the Chamber of Commerce tomorrow. My maternal grandfather asked me to talk to him,â
Rachel answered absentmindedly.
David sensed her intentions, but he did not stop her. Instead, he stretched out a well-defined finger and
lifted her chin. His dark eyes stared at her without blinking, and his thin lips curled into a meaningful
smile. âYouâve been sniffing for a long time. What did you smell?â
Seeing that her intentions were seen through, Rachel did not panic at all. She looked at him calmly and
said, âThe smell of blood.â
âAre you afraid of me?â David asked.
Rachel held his hand and rubbed her face against his palm like a kitten. âYes, Iâm so afraid of you.â
Although she said that she was afraid, her eyes did not change at all.
Davidâs dark eyes were filled with complicated emotions. âRachel, you can go back on your wordsâ¦â
Before he could finish his sentence, Rachel h**ked her fingertips around his collar, stood on her tiptoes,
raised her head, and kissed him on the lips.
After the kiss, Rachel looked at him. âIs this enough?â
David looked down at her. There was a faint trace of warmth in his bottomless eyes. âYes.â
As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and kissed Rachel again.