The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"A man in a suit?" Rachel was surprised.

"Oh, I remember it now. I thought the man looked rather familiar. He was the young man who came the last time. I beat him with my cane to teach him a lesson. That's the bastard! I bet he's up to no good, sneaking around."

Rachel felt something stirring within. Without changing out of her house slippers, she left home.

In the end, lan could not find the courage to call Rachel.

He was bound to leave in disappointment tonight due to his cowardice.

As he turned away to depart in dejection, a sweet voice cut through him.

"M-Mr. Harris!"

lan looked back and saw Rachel running toward him in her bunny-themed loungewear and a loose bun. The way she looked just took his breath away.

"G-Good evening, Ms. Mead."

He stiffly shoved the flowers and gift to Rachel with a silly look.

"Happy birthday!"

With her heart racing, Rachel took the flowers but refused the gift. Recognizing the brand, she knew the gift was very expensive.

the flowers, Mr. Harris, but the gift

me the things because I helped. I returned Ms. Thompson's kindness. It was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done far more for me, while I

wave of emotions, Rachel could not

lan tearfully held her in his arms. The empty feeling inside him was gone there

nearly crushing

Rachel called out to him with a blushing

has nothing to do with

lan's scorching breath brushed

anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I missed you, Ms. Mead. That's why I came to see

were served. The guests had also

love nest was packed tonight like it

held Carrie while chatting with Steven and Amelia in

but Asher said

hung up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice

and give me a good

"Lie down."

dropped as her mind went down

to the party

did not want to barge into the ladies' conversation, so