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 the gift is too

know you got me the things because I 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

by a wave of emotions, Rachel could not

her in his arms. The empty feeling inside him was gone there

hearts beat in unison, nearly crushing the hyacinths that lay

out to him with a blushing face,

to do with Mr.

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

food and drinks were served. The

packed tonight like it was the New

while chatting with Steven and

but Asher said they could not make

heard

hurts, Ash. Come and give me a

"Lie down."

her mind

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

barge into the ladies' conversation,

the dining room