The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1464

Before leaving, Rachel changed back into her own clothes and returned the beautiful gown to Bella.

However, Bella would not take the dress back, saying it was a gift for Rachel’s 18th birthday.

With no reason left to refuse, Rachel cautiously packed the gown and returned home in happy tears.

On the way back, Ian sat on the edge of his seat without saying a word in case the driver might mistake him for a pervert and restrain him. That would be awkward.

Rachel kept a distance from Ian the entire time, looking out the window with a blush. She felt that her face and her cheeks were hot.

Upon arrival at their destination, Rachel told Ian to get straight home, but Ian wanted to walk her to the door for her safety.

Outside the Meads’ residence, Rachel hesitated for a moment before whispering, “Wait outside for a moment, Mr. Harris.”

“Take your time. I’m in no rush,” Ian responded eagerly.

Ian was the president of the student council on a full scholarship during his college days. After graduation, he worked under Justin, braving challenges and obstacles to become the president’s chief secretary with a million-dollar annual salary.

Still, Ian could not stop himself from acting like a dummy in front of the woman he loved.

It did not take long for Rachel to tiptoe out with a pink bag in hand. Afraid to wake her mother up, Rachel gently closed the door.

“This is the bag you asked for, Mr. Harris. Sorry. A lot has happened lately, so I only managed to finish the bag now.”

Rachel presented the bag to Ian embarrassedly. “I made a small alteration. I hope your sister will like it.”

“She will. She will definitely love it. Thank you, Ms. Mead.”

Ian accepted the bag with shaky hands. They felt the tingle when their hands brushed against each other.

“I-I really like you, Ms. Mead. Can I pursue you?” Alcohol gave Ian the courage to try one more time.

Rachel backed away nervously. “I-I can’t. I’m still in school. I don’t want to date yet. My studies are my priority.”

“I’ll wait. I’ll wait until you graduate. Even if you need time to think after graduation, I will still wait for you.” Ian’s voice turned hoarse as he pleaded.

Rachel blushed and shook her head. “B-But I’m a minor.”

“Didn’t you just celebrate your 18th birthday?”

Rachel bit her lip.

“Ms. Mead, Rachel, I—”