The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"A man in a suit?" Rachel was surprised.

"Oh, I remember it now. I thought the man looked rather familiar. He was the young man who came the last time. I beat him with my cane to teach him a lesson. That's the bastard! I bet he's up to no good, sneaking around."

Rachel felt something stirring within. Without changing out of her house slippers, she left home.

In the end, lan could not find the courage to call Rachel.

He was bound to leave in disappointment tonight due to his cowardice.

As he turned away to depart in dejection, a sweet voice cut through him.

"M-Mr. Harris!"

lan looked back and saw Rachel running toward him in her bunny-themed loungewear and a loose bun. The way she looked just took his breath away.

"G-Good evening, Ms. Mead."

He stiffly shoved the flowers and gift to Rachel with a silly look.

"Happy birthday!"

With her heart racing, Rachel took the flowers but refused the gift. Recognizing the brand, she knew the gift was very expensive.

for the flowers, Mr. Harris, but

me the things because I helped. I returned Ms. Thompson's kindness. It was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done

Rachel could

her in his arms.

nearly crushing the hyacinths that lay between

Harris..." Rachel called out to him with a

has nothing to do with Mr.

lan's scorching breath brushed

by an urge like never before, he held her and could not let go anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I missed you, Ms. Mead. That's why I came

and drinks were served. The

and Bella's love nest was packed tonight like

while chatting with Steven and Amelia in

Arnold, but Asher said they could not make it

she heard

hurts, Ash. Come and give

"Lie down."

jaw dropped as her mind went down

could not make it to the party or if he just wanted to be alone

barge into the ladies' conversation,

walked into the dining