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.

you for the flowers, Mr. Harris, but the gift is

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 don't

a wave of emotions, Rachel could

his arms. The empty feeling inside him

crushing

with a

do has nothing to do with Mr. Salvador

lan's scorching breath brushed

her and could not let go anymore. "Everything I do, I do for

and drinks were served. The

was packed

with Steven and Amelia in

also invited Asher and Arnold, but Asher said they could not make

she heard Arnold's sultry voice in the

back hurts, Ash. Come and give me

"Lie down."

as her mind went down the

could not make it to the party or

into the ladies' conversation,