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,

said softly and understandingly, "I know you got me the things because I helped. I returned Ms. Thompson's kindness. It was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson

of emotions, Rachel could not stop the tears

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

nearly crushing

with a blushing face, and lan's

do has nothing to do with Mr. Salvador or Ms.

lan's scorching breath brushed

before, he held her and could not let go anymore.

served. The guests

packed tonight like it was

Steven and

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

hung up, she heard

Come and

"Lie down."

as her

it to the party or if he just wanted to be alone

want to barge into the ladies' conversation,