Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Old Mrs. Jones noticed a natural charm in Rachel’s expressions, with a hint of intriguing playfulness in the corner of her lips.

It seemed that her grandson wasn’t completely clueless and had some usefulness after all.

If things continued like this, she believed it wouldn’t be long before she could hold her great-grandchild in her arms.

With these thoughts in mind, her gaze toward David softened a bit.

Rachel obediently called out, “Mrs. Jones.”

“Rae-Rae.” Old Mrs. Jones stepped forward, took her hand, and gently patted it. “Why haven’t you been visiting Trinisia garden lately? Are you too busy with work?”

As she spoke, she led Rachel by the hand towards the couch.

Old Mrs. Jones was born into a prestigious family. She exuded innate grace and elegance in her every move. Despite her old age, she had taken excellent care of herself, maintaining a youthful appearance with silver hair.

Sitting on the couch, she radiated a commanding presence that needed -no anger to assert itself.

“I’ve noticed that you’ve been losing weight recently. Have you not been resting well?” Old Mrs. Jones reached out and gently touched Rachel’s face. Her gaze slowly moved downward and settled on Rachel’s belly, carefully observing for a moment. “You’re so thin. You should eat more regularly.”

Rachel smiled and replied, “I will.”

Old Mrs, Jones hinted with a certain meaning, “This belly should also gain some weight.”

Upon hearing those words, Rachel fell silent, feeling somewhat awkward. She lowered her gaze, and a hint of unnatural redness appeared on her cheeks.

At that moment, David sat beside Rachel and naturally wrapped his arm around her shoulder. “You’re truly confused, Grandma. Engagements, marriages, and having children have a specific order. How could you forget the words you said yourself?”

Old Mrs. Jones went speechless.

She glared at David with a touch of annoyance in her eyes, clearly expressing her dissatisfaction.

How dare he pretended to be a gentleman?

He was obviously contracting himself!

the order could not be messed

irritation, then took Rachel’s hand and spoke gently, “It’s rare to find a girl as lovable as you.

David did not speak.

this, Rachel glanced at David sitting beside her, pursing her lips and making an effort to suppress the smile that wanted to form. “He’s very accomplished, and it’s my good fortune to have

David’s lips curled up

how to care for him and

Jones sneered disapprovingly, wanting to question Rachel’s words but finding the

wouldn’t have become the youngest

personally chosen and groomed by that old man as

excellence was evident

David arrogant. So, Old Mrs. Jones decided

Rachel did not know how to

David did last night was indeed quite

Jones held her hand and spoke meaningfully, “I’m sorry that this

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly.

she had heard Old Mrs.

now she

that exclamation in her tone didn’t seem like an

unexpected would happen when

noon when Old Mrs. Jones finally got up to

have lunch before

and said, “You’re such a thoughtful girl, at least you know how to

fell, she glanced at David standing beside her and let

watching Old Mrs. Jones leave, the two

her toward the room. Suddenly, Rachel paused her steps and exclaimed, “Oh

wrong?” David’s brows

in her eyes. “I forgot to ask

had been troubling

Aureliana. She also couldn’t fathom where the engagement came from or why her mother Sophia’s photo appeared in Aureliana. Furthermore, she couldn’t comprehend why her grandfather strongly

short, this mysterious engagement had too many unanswered

was pulling her in a certain direction as if there was

had no idea what the path