Betrayal At The Altar

Chapter 613

Downstairs, Old Mrs. Jones sat on the sofa.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up and caught Rachel’s unintended charm in her eyes. Old Mrs. Jones’s expression froze for a moment, and a complex and obscure emotion flicked in her murky gaze.

Then, she returned to normal.

“Rae-Rae, come to me.” Old Mrs. Jones patted the seat beside her.

Rachel obediently walked over and sat beside her. “Grandma.”

Old Mrs. Jones took her hand. “Well, it’s nothing in particular. It’s just that I haven’t seen you for a few days, and I’ve been missing you.”

“I was actually planning to visit you today. I didn’t expect you to come by yourself,” Rachel said, flashing a smile.

“Looks like we have a special bond and are always on the same page.” Old Mrs. Jones held Rachel’s hand and smiled. “Would you like to go to Aureliana with David in a few days?”

Hearing this, David raised his eyes and looked deeply at Old Mrs. Jones.

Old Mrs. Jones glanced at David, then held Rachel’s hand. “Didn’t you say that you’ve never been there before? It’s a good time to unwind and have some fun.”

“I…”

Before Rachel could finish, Old Mrs. Jones spoke again. “Don’t feel pressured to decide now. Take your time to think about it. Whenever you want to go, I will be here to support you.”

Rachel smiled. “Thank you, Grandma.”

Old Mrs. Jones reached out to touch Rachel’s face. “You don’t have to thank me, dear. It’s always a pleasure to have you here with me.”

Rachel gazed at Old Mrs. Jones, her eyes shimmering ever so slightly.

Rachel could discern Old Mrs. Jones’s fondness for her, yet she attributed it to her ardent desire for a grandchild. In their subsequent interactions, Rachel still sensed

protection made Rachel feel pleasantly surprised, but she knew it wasn’t as simple as showing

them, nodding ever so slightly at Old Mrs. Jones before turning to Rachel. “Miss Grey, I heard your phone ringing

now.”

Jones and said, “Grandma, let me answer the phone and I’ll come back to keep

smiled and nodded in agreement. “Good girl,

Rachel departed, the smile on Old Mrs. Jones’s face faded a little. She shot a sidelong

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her a cup of freshly made coffee and raised his eyebrows slightly. “I’m not sure

kind and gentle, had turned stern. “Although you’re engaged to her, she’ll eventually be the mistress of

were brimming with blame for

admit that I handled this matter poorly, but I assure you, whatever other

slightly, but she made a show of being annoyed and gave him a stern look. “What good is it for you

now. All you care about is Rae-Rae. There’s no room left for

Rae-Rae is such a sweet girl. She’s understanding and lovable.” Old Mrs. Jones’s love for Rachel was evident

his eyes. “Speaking of which, I’m curious, how did my engagement to her come

the table and took a sip, glancing at him imperceptibly.

a matter of my lifelong commitment. How can I not inquire about it?” David smiled meaningfully. “I’m not

with a token of engagement, it was clear that Old Mr. Johnson was extremely opposed to this marriage. He even asked Rachel to break off the engagement several times, which showed his strong aversion

Old Mr. Johnson has been claiming illness recently, refusing to go out for social events or accept visitors. I suspect it’s related to your visiting

strongly against any involvement between Rachel and the

the nail on the head. If it were someone else, they would have been thrown

was a seasoned veteran, who had long mastered the art of keeping

without changing her expression, “What’s there to say? It’s

Rae-Rae’s mother?”

“Of course.”

that case, shouldn’t we prepare to propose to the Johnson