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!

be messed up, he had already

spoke gently, “It’s rare to find a girl as

David did not speak.

and making an effort to suppress the smile that wanted to form. “He’s very accomplished, and it’s my good fortune

David’s lips

still his wife, who knew how to

question Rachel’s words but finding the reasons

wouldn’t have become the youngest family head

was personally chosen and groomed

excellence was evident

Mrs. Jones decided to add, “He is

Rachel did not know how to refute

last night was indeed

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

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly.

had heard Old Mrs. Jones speak like

it was humility, then she believed it was genuine concern, but now she

tone

be that something unexpected would happen when she was with

Mrs.

have lunch before you go?” Rachel spoké, trying to persuade

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

she glanced at David standing beside her and let out a proud hum, “I’ll leave

the two of them

arm around Rachel’s waist, David led her toward the room. Suddenly, Rachel

wrong?” David’s brows furrowed

hint of frustration in her eyes. “I forgot to ask -Grandma

had been troubling her all

came from or why her mother Sophia’s photo appeared in Aureliana.

mysterious engagement had

was pulling her in a certain direction as if there was a

as a traveler, she had no idea what the path beneath her feet represented, nor did she know