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.

Harris,

was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done far more

emotions, Rachel

tearfully held her in his arms. The empty feeling inside him

beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that lay between

Harris..." Rachel called out to him with a blushing

I do has nothing to do with Mr.

lan's scorching breath brushed

never before, he held her and could not let go anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I missed

were served.

and Bella's love nest was packed

while chatting with Steven and Amelia

but Asher said they could not make it over

heard Arnold's

and give

"Lie down."

as her mind

wondered if Asher simply could not make it to the party or if he just wanted

barge into the ladies' conversation, so he went to