Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 27

Not long after, Old Mrs. Jones woke up from her slumber.

When she saw the gauze wrapped around Rachel’s hand, she asked in surprise, “Are you okay? How did you get hurt?”

While speaking, Old Mrs. Jones glanced at David. There was a

complicated look in her

eyes.

She thought to herself, “Don’t tell me that he was too forceful with her and accidentally hurt her in the process?”

Rachel smiled. “I got a scratch when I accidentally broke a flowerpot earlier. Mrs. Jones, please don’t worry. It’s just a minor injury.”

“I’m glad you’re fine.” Old Mrs. Jones nodded thoughtfully. She suddenly grabbed Rachel’s hand and said with a kind smile, “Since you’re hurt, you should stay here tonight.”

David raised his eyebrows. He chimed in, “Yeah, and it’s raining outside. I don’t think it’s going to stop anytime soon, or at least not tonight.”

“Rachel, your body is not fully recovered yet. You must not expose yourself to the rain. Since you’re also injured, it would be terrible for you to get drenched,” Old Mrs. Jones said seriously.

David handed a cup of tea to Old Mrs. Jones. With a small smile, he said, “Grandma’s words make sense.”

Rachel, who didn’t have a chance to speak, was speechless. Old Mrs. Jones’s proposal was out of the blue, catching her off guard. She did not know how to respond to the old woman’s kindness.

forced to spend the night at their place. It

of them sat down at the table to

Mrs. Jones looked at Rachel, who had an elegant dining etiquette. Her eyes sparkled as she said, “Rachel, are

mention of her parents, Rachel lowered her gaze. She shook her head and

It was better not to think about

She thought to herself, “He’s

your own? If you are, why don’t you move in here with me? It’s not safe for a young girl to live alone. If you move

talk when you’re eating. That’s your own rule.” David gave his grandmother a look and interrupted their conversation.

Mrs. Jones snorted softly before pouting. “You’re trying so

David was speechless.

lips awkwardly. She then lowered her head and

this moment, a hand reached toward

smooth like porcelain. Rachel watched with fascination as he gracefully picked up a shrimp with

skill, he peeled the shell of the

so gracefully and quickly. She had caught sight of his hand by accident,