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.

Mr. Harris,

was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done far more for me, while I don't know what I

emotions, Rachel could not stop the

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

beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that lay

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

do has nothing to do with Mr.

lan's scorching breath brushed

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

and drinks were served.

Bella's love nest was packed tonight like

chatting with Steven and Amelia in

and Arnold, but Asher said they could not make it over the

Bella hung up, she heard

and

"Lie down."

her mind went down

not make it to the party or if he just wanted to be alone with a

to barge into the ladies' conversation, so he