Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 28

Rachel put down her chopsticks and replied sweetly, “Grandma, I’m actually staying with my grandfather.”

“I see,” Old Mrs. Jones said. There was a look of understanding on her face, but a trace of regret could be seen in the depths of her eyes.

Before this, Old Mrs. Jones thought that she could have David and Rachel live under the same roof. She hadn’t expected Rachel to be staying with her grandfather.

When the dinner was over, David brought Eddie to the study to take care of some work affairs. After the matters had been dealt with and they left the study, they walked out into the living room and were greeted by a heartwarming sight.

Rachel was sitting right beside Old Mrs. Jones and chatting with her. The warm light in the living room illuminated her beautiful face, highlighting her sweet smile as she listened patiently to Old Mrs. Jones.

At that moment, David finally understood what home felt like.

said Old Mrs. Jones when she caught sight of David, who was in a daze at the staircase. She beckoned him over with a wave. “Since you’re done with work, you should go

David said. Then, he looked at Rachel as though he wanted her permission.

smile, she

smile grew on Old Mrs. Jones’s face as she watched the young couple leave together. Then, as if she was reminded of something, she heaved a long sigh. “I hope that rascal knows what he’s doing and succeeds in making Rachel fall for him,” she muttered

the disappearing back views of the well–matched couple. Smiling, she said, “Mr. Jones is an outstanding man. How could Miss Grey not fall

an intriguing smile, she said, “Do you think Rachel is any inferior compared to

and action, it was obvious that she had been well–raised. Her mannerisms also showed how she treated the people around

over a long time.

experience, Old Mrs. Jones believed Rachel was an extraordinary girl.

would have to put in a lot of effort to win Rachel’s heart. It would

was still drizzling sporadically. Rachel reached out and felt the raindrops

while admiring her delicate