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,

got me the things because 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

Rachel could

in his arms. The

beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that

to him with a blushing face,

has nothing to do with Mr. Salvador or

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. Mead. That's

served. The

and Bella's love nest was packed tonight like

held Carrie while chatting with Steven and Amelia

invited Asher and Arnold, but Asher said

Bella hung up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice in the

Come and

"Lie down."

her mind went down the

if Asher simply could not make it to the party or

want to barge into the ladies' conversation,