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!

not be messed

took Rachel’s hand and spoke gently, “It’s rare to find

David did not speak.

effort to suppress the

corners of David’s lips curled

who knew how to care for him and

wanting to question Rachel’s words but finding the reasons

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

and groomed by that old man as

excellence was evident

Old Mrs. Jones decided to add, “He is truly outstanding,

did not know how to refute the

David did last night was indeed quite

Jones held her hand and spoke meaningfully, “I’m sorry that this wretched boy has caused

Rachel’s gaze flickered slightly.

not the first time she had

but now she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was

in her tone didn’t seem like an

it be that something unexpected would

Mrs. Jones finally got up

before you go?” Rachel spoké,

girl, at least you know how to say a word to

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

watching Old Mrs. Jones leave, the two of

waist, David led her toward the room. Suddenly,

brows

looked at him, a hint of frustration in her eyes. “I forgot

engagement had been

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

this mysterious engagement had too

a certain direction as if there was a force

no idea what the path beneath her feet represented,