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!

he said the order could not be messed up, he

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

David did not speak.

and making an effort to suppress the smile that wanted to form. “He’s

David’s

how to care for him and always

wanting to question Rachel’s words

become the youngest family head of the Jones family in

and groomed

was evident to

and acknowledging his accomplishments would make David arrogant. So, Old Mrs. Jones decided to add, “He

not know

night was indeed

meaningfully, “I’m sorry that this wretched boy has caused you

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly.

had heard Old

Rachel thought it was humility, then she believed it was genuine concern, but now she couldn’t shake the feeling that there

tone didn’t seem

unexpected would happen when

noon when Old Mrs. Jones finally

Jones. Why not have lunch before you go?” Rachel spoké, trying to persuade her to

a thoughtful girl, at least you

at David standing beside

the two of

arm around Rachel’s waist, David led her toward the room. Suddenly, Rachel paused her steps and exclaimed,

brows furrowed with

of frustration in her eyes. “I forgot to

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 opposed her

mysterious engagement

she felt as if something was pulling her in a certain direction as

idea what the path beneath her feet represented, nor