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.

flowers, Mr. Harris, but the gift is

Thompson's kindness. It was the least I

wave of emotions, Rachel could

to stop his feelings anymore, lan tearfully held her in his arms. The empty feeling inside

beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that

him with a blushing face,

to do with

lan's scorching breath brushed

could not let go anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I missed you, Ms. Mead. That's why I came

served. The guests had also

nest was packed tonight like it was the

held Carrie while chatting with Steven and Amelia in

but Asher said they could not

hung up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice in

Come and give me a good

"Lie down."

jaw dropped as her mind went down the

it to the party or if he just

barge into the ladies' conversation,