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

I helped. I returned Ms. Thompson's kindness. It was the least I could do. Besides, Ms. Thompson has done far more for

emotions, Rachel could

lan tearfully held her in his

crushing the hyacinths that lay

Harris..." Rachel called out to him with a blushing face, and lan's heart

has nothing to do with Mr.

lan's scorching breath brushed

and could not let go anymore.

and drinks were served. The guests had

nest was packed tonight like

chatting with Steven and

Asher and Arnold, but Asher said they could not make

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

and give me

"Lie down."

jaw dropped as her mind went

it to the party or if he just wanted to be

the

into the