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.

Harris, but

helped. I returned Ms. Thompson's kindness. It was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done far more for me, while I don't know what I can do for Ms. Thompson and Mr.

emotions, Rachel could not stop the tears from

stop his feelings anymore, lan tearfully held her in his arms. The empty

hearts beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that

him with a blushing face,

to do with Mr.

lan's scorching breath brushed

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 to see

served. The guests

packed tonight like it was the

held Carrie while chatting with Steven and Amelia in the living

also invited Asher and Arnold, but Asher said they

up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice in the

Come and give

"Lie down."

her mind went

party or if he just wanted to be alone

to barge into the ladies' conversation,

the dining room