Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 613

Downstairs, Old Mrs. Jones sat on the sofa.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up and caught Rachel’s unintended charm in her eyes. Old Mrs. Jones’s expression froze for a moment, and a complex and obscure emotion flicked in her murky gaze.

Then, she returned to normal.

“Rae-Rae, come to me.” Old Mrs. Jones patted the seat beside her.

Rachel obediently walked over and sat beside her. “Grandma.”

Old Mrs. Jones took her hand. “Well, it’s nothing in particular. It’s just that I haven’t seen you for a few days, and I’ve been missing you.”

“I was actually planning to visit you today. I didn’t expect you to come by yourself,” Rachel said, flashing a smile.

“Looks like we have a special bond and are always on the same page.” Old Mrs. Jones held Rachel’s hand and smiled. “Would you like to go to Aureliana with David in a few days?”

Hearing this, David raised his eyes and looked deeply at Old Mrs. Jones.

Old Mrs. Jones glanced at David, then held Rachel’s hand. “Didn’t you say that you’ve never been there before? It’s a good time to unwind and have some fun.”

“I…”

Before Rachel could finish, Old Mrs. Jones spoke again. “Don’t feel pressured to decide now. Take your time to think about it. Whenever you want to go, I will be here to support you.”

Rachel smiled. “Thank you, Grandma.”

Old Mrs. Jones reached out to touch Rachel’s face. “You don’t have to thank me, dear. It’s always a pleasure to have you here with me.”

Rachel gazed at Old Mrs. Jones, her eyes shimmering ever so slightly.

for her, yet she attributed it to her ardent desire for a grandchild. In their subsequent interactions, Rachel still sensed Old Mrs. Jones’s genuine affection and fondness for her, but she couldn’t pinpoint when

but she knew it wasn’t as simple as showing same care

before turning to Rachel. “Miss Grey, I heard your phone ringing as I passed by the bedroom

now.”

then looked at Old Mrs. Jones and said, “Grandma, let me answer the phone and I’ll come back to keep you

Mrs. Jones smiled and nodded in agreement. “Good

Rachel departed, the smile on Old Mrs. Jones’s face faded a little. She shot a sidelong

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of freshly made coffee and raised his eyebrows slightly. “I’m not sure

had turned stern. “Although you’re engaged to her, she’ll eventually be the mistress of our Jones family. Yet, you haven’t given her any status yet, and now you’re doing this. It’s too irresponsible!”

were brimming with

David had no choice but to agree. “I admit that I handled this matter poorly, but I assure

Old Mrs. Jones’s expression softened slightly, but she made a show of being annoyed and gave him a stern look. “What good is it for you to make promises to me? It’s Rae-Rae

so biased now. All you care about is Rae-Rae. There’s no room left for me in your heart.”

Rae-Rae is such a sweet girl. She’s understanding and lovable.” Old Mrs. Jones’s love for Rachel was evident in her expression. “If it weren’t for my

her with a hint of contemplation in his eyes. “Speaking of

Jones picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, glancing at him imperceptibly. “Why are you asking about it all of a

a matter of my lifelong commitment. How can I not inquire about it?” David smiled meaningfully. “I’m not a three-year-old who’s

opposed to this marriage. He even asked

recently, refusing to go out for social events or accept visitors. I suspect it’s

showed that Old Mr. Johnson was strongly against any involvement between

words hit the nail on the head. If it were someone else, they would have been

who had long mastered the art of keeping a

said without changing her expression, “What’s there to say? It’s just a matter of parental arrangements and matchmakers’ words.”

met Rae-Rae’s mother?” David

“Of course.”

we prepare to propose to the Johnson family?”