Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia novel Chapter 10

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 10

Chapter 10 

David Jones turned toward her grandma and noticed the slyness in her eyes. He grinned. “I’ll never forget your kindness, grandma.” 

“You, brat!” Old Mrs. Jones threw him an irritated glance before raising her brows 

triumphantly. “I did not do it for you. I’m doing it so that I get to meet my great–grandchild 

soon.” 

David looked downward, hiding the gloom beneath his sight. “That’s a promise then, grandma. She will be my bride. You won’t regret it, no matter what the future may bring.” 

“There’s nothing I trust more than my instinct.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke. “You’re the one that needs to work hard and win her heart soon. From what I observe, she isn’t interested in you.” 

That was precisely David’s worry. 

No woman would reject him, considering his eligibility. 

But Rachel did not seem wavered by what he could offer and did not seem attracted to him 

at all. That was a colossal blow to his confidence. 

“Maybe you can guide me on that?” David glanced at Old Mrs. Jones. 

“You should show your sincerity if you want to make her yours.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke with an air of importance. “Do not act high and mighty in front of her, and take the initiative to be good and gentle to her. What’s important is to be loyal to her. You’ll get it from me if you ever do her wrong.” 

David couldn’t help laughing. “We’re not married yet, and you’re taking her side already?” 

“I like that girl very much.” Old Mrs. Jones couldn’t stop smiling when she recalled Rachel’s sweetness. “Where are you going?” She asked when she glimpsed David’s leaving figure. 

“Taking initiative.” David grinned. 

Rachel did not expect to see Louis Smith’s sister, Jane Smith, when she returned to her hospital room. 

Jane seemed to have been waiting for her to return. Else, she wouldn’t have met her on her way back to her room. 

She glared at Rachel with eyes filled with hostility as she looked at her from top to bottom. A sneer appeared on her face, “I’ve looked too highly on you. I thought you were an intelligent woman and will leave on your own after knowing that none of my family likes you. It’s totally unexpected that you’ll continue to bug my brother and Olivia. You didn’t think my brother would want you back when you pretended to be sick and miserable, did you? Take my advice and give up now. My brother wouldn’t want a woman that every man could have.” 

“Say it one more time!” Rachel’s face turned glacial, and her voice layered with harshness. Used to Rachel’s pettiness, the sudden change in Rachel’s behavior had taken Jane by surprise. “Did I say anything wrong? You’ve just broken up with my brother not long ago, and I caught you flirting with another man. Doesn’t that make you a woman every man could have?” 

Since Rachel said nothing, she shamelessly continued, “My brother told me everything. Do not think I don’t know why you went missing last time.” 

Colors seeped away from Rachel’s face after hearing what Jane said. She was as pale as a ghost as emotion flooded her eyes. 

She clenched her fist tightly, burying her nails deep into her palms, but she felt no pain. Her fragile body couldn’t help shuddering, as if she was silently taking on the burden of the entire catastrophe. 

She had never felt so insulted in her entire life, and it would be a scar that would never heal