Betrayal At The Altar (Rachel and David) novel Chapter 41

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 41

Adrian and Rachel made eye contact and smiled before teasing, “We don’t want to leave, either, but we can’t help that the head of the family doesn’t

want to see us.”

“Brat, stop babbling nonsense!” Arthur snapped as he raised his cane furiously in an attempt to hit Adrian with it.

Rachel quickly stepped forward, reached her arm out, and held the cane that Arthur had raised in his hand. “Grandpa, it’s my fault. Simmer down.”

“I thought you had long forgotten about this family after living out there on your own for three years!” Arthur exclaimed as he raised his head slightly and sighed, holding his tears back with all his might.

Hearing his words, Rachel’s teardrops rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Back then, Arthur was dead against her decision to marry Louis because he thought he was unreliable and their families were incompatible.

However, at that time, Rachel strongly believed love could overcome all odds. In the end, the facts proved that her determination was ridiculous. It really wasn’t worth it to give her family up for the sake of a man who did not love her.

Rachel sniffled and suppressed her sobs. “Grandpa, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have disobeyed you back then.”

“Rae–Rae, I’ve never blamed you,” Arthur said, rubbing her head gently. He continued with righteous indignation. “I’ve long told you that the Smith family is not worthy of you at all. Yet, you refused to listen to me, and you insisted on marrying Louis Smith despite having to sever ties with us. The truth has proven that my judgment was right. The Smith family is a bunch of crooks! Just like your mother, you won’t come to your senses until you’ve experienced failure yourself!”

With her arms around Arthur’s neck, she snuggled up in his arms obediently like she used to whenever she got mistreated as a child. She said playfully, “Grandpa, I know my mistakes. I won’t make a silly mistake again in the future.”

Arthur gently patted her shoulder and said, “No matter what, I’m glad

you’ve decided to return.”

After getting a grip on her feelings, Rachel asked, “Grandpa, what do you want for lunch? How about I cook for you?”

“I really want some barbecued ribs,” Adrian interjected without holding back.