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,

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

wave of emotions, Rachel could not

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

in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that lay between

Rachel called out to him with a blushing face, and

do has nothing to do with Mr. Salvador

lan's scorching breath brushed

anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I

drinks were served. The

love nest was packed tonight like it was the

held Carrie while chatting with Steven and

Arnold, but Asher said they

she heard Arnold's sultry voice in the

Come and give me

"Lie down."

dropped as her mind went down the

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

the ladies' conversation,