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 taken

find a girl as lovable as you. I wonder why David has the bliss to

David did not speak.

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

David’s lips curled

still his wife, who knew how to care for him and always defended

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

wouldn’t have become the youngest family head of the Jones

chosen and groomed by that old man as

excellence was evident

arrogant. So, Old Mrs. Jones

not know how to

David did last night

her hand and spoke meaningfully, “I’m

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly.

she had heard Old Mrs. Jones

concern, but now she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to

that exclamation in her tone didn’t seem like an act

unexpected would happen when

when Old Mrs. Jones finally got up

noon, Mrs. Jones. Why not have lunch before you go?” Rachel spoké,

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

glanced at David standing beside her and let out

leave, the two

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

brows

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

had been troubling her all

couldn’t understand how the Johnson family had any connection to the Johnson family in Aureliana. She also couldn’t fathom where the engagement came from or

this mysterious engagement had too many

was pulling her in a certain direction as if there was

no idea what the path beneath