But where did he really stand in her heart?
Was this uneasy feeling… jealousy?
"If it weren't for her situation, would you have even bothered to reach out to me?" Jeffrey's gaze locked on her, sharp and unreadable.
Rachel said nothing, but her silence spoke louder than words.
The air between them grew heavy, tension curling through the quiet like invisible smoke.
Thankfully, the restaurant staff entered at that moment, serving dish after dish onto the table.
Each plate looked flawless, almost too perfect to touch, like a work of art.
Yet, Rachel couldn't bring herself to eat. Her mind was consumed by worry for Sister Lauren and Liam.
If Jonathan Quintero really planned to take Liam away… Rachel's heart twisted painfully.
She still remembered the time Lauren was injured and hospitalized.
Back then, Jonathan didn't even know Liam existed. Lauren had hurt herself just to cut all ties with him. And now…
Rachel couldn't imagine what kind of disaster could unfold this time.
