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.

Mr. Harris, but the gift is

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

emotions, Rachel could not stop

her in his arms.

crushing the

out to him with a blushing face,

has nothing to do with

lan's scorching breath brushed

like never before, he held her and could not let go anymore. "Everything I do, I do for you. I missed

served. The guests had

was packed tonight like it was

while chatting with Steven

had also invited Asher and Arnold, but Asher said

hung up, she heard Arnold's sultry voice in the

hurts, Ash. Come and give me a

"Lie down."

dropped as her mind went down

make it to the party or if he just wanted to be alone with a certain

barge into the ladies' conversation, so he went to

walked into the dining room