The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1692:

The Fords returned to the hotel. Chelsea eyed Jules from head to toe. “Did Michael give you a hard time?”

With how Michael’s attitude had changed, she guessed something serious had happened.

But during the ride, Jules hadn’t shown a hint of it.

Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but Jules gently squeezed her hand, and she lowered her head, eyes brimming with tears. “No. If there’s nothing else, I’ll rest now,” Jules answered.

Chelsea nodded. “Alright.”

Once in his room, Jules went straight to the bathroom.

He undressed and stood under the shower.

Water poured over him, washing away a faint trail of blood.

He braced one arm against the wall, letting the water run down the wound on his back.

It had been years since his last training. His reflexes weren’t what they used to be. That was why he didn’t notice the trap that struck him from behind.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

He turned slightly and saw Rachel walk in, her cheeks red. He frowned.

“Why are you here?”

From where she stood, she could clearly see the injury on his back. Her eyes welled up. She bit her lip and whispered, “I… I came to help you with the ointment.”

Jules stared at her. “Aren’t you afraid of me anymore?”

That simple question brought back memories of their wedding night—memories that still made Rachel blush with embarrassment.

rest of their lives. “I’m not scared of you. You’re hurt, and it’s not

light. He noticed how she avoided eye contact. “It’s not convenient

“Alright.”

led her out of the bathroom. They sat on the sofa. Rachel gently dried his back and began applying the ointment. As she touched the injury, tears filled her eyes. Her voice trembled. “I’m

𝖂𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖋𝗈𝗋 galn𝗈v𝖊𝗅𝘀．𝖼𝗈𝗆

your grandfather wants

window and saw the tears fall from her chin. His brows

upset him, Rachel quickly

seeing Jules

meant for Astley family members who break the rules. What if something had happened to you in

his own punishment when he was younger. He’d caused big trouble and was sent there. Even now, he said it wasn’t a

Michael had forgiven them—had he not, everything

was her reckless choices that had led them to this point, yet Jules had been the

that truth pressed heavily on her chest, flooding her with remorse. The pain he suffered—because of her—was

guilt pooling in her eyes and comforted her. “What’s done is done. It’s handled now. No need to dwell

“You rest a bit. I’ll get

thing all day. And Jules knew—if he didn’t accept now, she’d

he reflected on her persistence, something softened in him. The chill in his gaze gave

had been relentless with her reminders, and yet Jayden had adored her for over two decades without ever growing weary of it. Maybe

poured himself a drink. As the glass touched his

Corrine.

glass in hand, and answered with easy familiarity. “Still

crisp on the line. “So? What magic did you use to flip Michael’s opinion of the Ford family so

“Charm.”

“You’re shameless.”

chuckled quietly, not bothering to deny it. After a pause, he added, “Franco said Michael just needed a way to vent. So, I offered myself up in the Astley family’s training room.

it had been intentional. A calculated gamble. A sacrifice to earn

gesture of acceptance. His way of acknowledging Jules not