Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 10

David Jones turned toward her grandma and noticed the slyness in her eyes. He grinned. “I’ll never forget your kindness, grandma.”

“You, brat!” Old Mrs. Jones threw him an irritated glance before raising her brows

triumphantly. “I did not do it for you. I’m doing it so that I get to meet my great–grandchild

soon.”

David looked downward, hiding the gloom beneath his sight. “That’s a promise then, grandma. She will be my bride. You won’t regret it, no matter what the future may bring.”

“There’s nothing I trust more than my instinct.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke. “You’re the one that needs to work hard and win her heart soon. From what I observe, she isn’t interested in you.”

That was precisely David’s worry.

No woman would reject him, considering his eligibility.

could offer

was a colossal blow to his confidence.

on that?” David glanced at Old Mrs. Jones.

mighty in front of her, and take the initiative to be good and gentle to her. What’s important is to be loyal to her. You’ll get it from me if you

not married yet, and

recalled Rachel’s sweetness. “Where are you going?” She asked when she glimpsed David’s leaving

David grinned.

expect to see Louis Smith’s sister, Jane Smith, when she returned

she wouldn’t have met

Rachel with eyes filled with hostility as she looked at her from top to bottom. A sneer appeared on her face, “I’ve looked too highly on you. I thought you were an intelligent woman and will leave on your own after knowing that none of my family likes you. It’s totally unexpected that you’ll continue to bug my brother and Olivia. You didn’t think my brother would want you back when you pretended to be sick and miserable, did you? Take my advice and give up now. My brother wouldn’t want a woman that every man could have.”

pettiness, the sudden change in Rachel’s behavior had taken Jane by surprise. “Did I say anything wrong? You’ve just broken up with my brother not long ago, and I caught you flirting

told me everything. Do not think I don’t

Rachel’s face after hearing what Jane said. She was as pale as a ghost as emotion flooded her eyes.