Chapter 42
Chapter 42
Sophie stared intently at Rachel, afraid her next move would be throwing herself into Jaxon’s arms.
But they made no further moves.
Sophie couldn’t help clenching her fists-seeing those two standing together was increasingly irritating!
Just as she was about to go separate them, Joanne pulled her back: “Sophie, many important people from
our circle are here today, plus many of our family’s business partners. Come meet them with me.”
Joanne kept chattering, but Sophie wasn’t listening at all. Her gaze was glued to Jaxon, hoping he’d look back
at her.
But Jaxon remained motionless, only watching Rachel from beginning to end.
She couldn’t stand it. Just as she took a step forward, before her foot touched the ground, Joanne pulled her
away.
“Wait… no…” she called out to Joanne, but Joanne didn’t hear, leading her by the hand to introduce her to a
society lady.
In the end, she could only watch helplessly as Rachel and Jaxon left one after the other.
Argh!
That bitch Rachel!
She was furious! Absolutely livid!
With so many people around, Rachel really didn’t want to deal with them all, so she quietly slipped out when no one was paying attention.
But after just a few steps, Jaxon followed.
“Rachel.” He called to her.
Hearing Jaxon’s voice, Rachel’s steps paused slightly, but she didn’t turn around.
Her emotions were complicated-she didn’t want too much entanglement with him, but couldn’t openly conflict with him now either.
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She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, then slowly turned around, looking at him with peaceful eyes.
“Is there something?” Her voice was distant, carrying a hint of alienation.
Jaxon’s gaze fell on her face. He couldn’t read much emotion from her expression, but he understood. her-the calmer she appeared, the more heartbroken she was inside.
He frowned slightly, his eyes showing concern, but seeing the coldness in her eyes, he felt deflated. Still, he said softly: “Are you… alright?”
Rachel pressed her lips together, not directly answering his question, only saying distantly: “I’m fine, thank you for your concern.”
Her attitude left Jaxon feeling helpless. He opened his mouth as if wanting to say more, but finally just sighed, saying quietly: “Rachel, between us… does it really have to be like this?”
A flash of complex emotion crossed Rachel’s eyes, quickly masked.
He was always like this.
When she faced injustice, he wouldn’t stand up for her, but would offer appropriate comfort afterward.
Not too much, not too little, just enough to keep Rachel hoping.
f this had been the old her, she probably would have been overjoyed, thinking Jaxon must care about her. But she wasn’t a fool anymore-she’d long since seen through his character.
Perhaps his current attention to her was simply because she was too cold.
After all, someone like Jaxon, a golden boy since childhood, naturally couldn’t tolerate a woman’s
ndifference.
t was just wounded pride.
She didn’t want to continue this topic or have more entanglement with him. She turned slightly, preparing o leave: “If there’s nothing else, I’ll go first.”
However, just as she turned, her foot suddenly slipped on the wet ground, her whole body losing balance.
She involuntarily leaned forward, startled, instinctively reaching out to grab something,
Jaxon reacted quickly, immediately stepping forward to catch her arm.
His strength was just right-preventing her fall without causing discomfort.
Rachel’s body stiffened momentarily, then she steadied herself and quickly pulled her arm from his grasp.
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“Thank you.” Her voice remained cold, but with a barely detectable hint of panic.
Jaxon didn’t immediately let go, his gaze still on her face, as if trying to read something from her expression.
His voice was low and gentle: “Rachel, you’re always like this-clearly needing help, yet always rejecting
others.”
Rachel’s brow furrowed slightly. She didn’t want more contact with him or to hear him say more.
She gently broke free from his hand, stepped back, and said firmly: “Jaxon, there’s nothing left to say between us. Please don’t do this anymore.”
She turned to leave.
But in that instant, her peripheral vision caught a figure in the distance-Sophie was standing not far away, staring at them intently, her eyes full of resentment.
Sophie had arrived just in time to see Rachel falling into Jaxon’s arms, with Jaxon looking down at her
enderly.
There was another emotion in that gaze.
Possessiveness.
When a man feels possessive toward a woman, what does that mean? The answer was obvious.
But she didn’t want to admit it.
Rachel naturally saw Sophie too. Just as she was about to call out to her, she saw Sophie turn pale and run
Iway.
Great.
That was Rachel’s only thought.
She’d definitely misunderstood something again, and with Sophie’s big mouth, she’d surely spread rumors everywhere,
Sure enough, when Rachel returned to the banquet hall, Sophie was already crying pitifully, surrounded by Joanne and several relatives offering comfort.
Seeing Rachel enter, Sophie cried even harder.
Joanne was frantically trying to comfort Sophie. Seeing Rachel, her tone carried reproach: “Rachel, how could you do this? Sophie is your sister-how could you do such a thing?”
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Many people were around, all casting reproachful looks, as if she’d committed some heinous crime.
“Rachel, today is your grandfather’s funeral, yet you choose this moment to seduce Jaxon? This is
outrageous!”
Rachel laughed coldly. All these years, she’d been enduring, always giving way!
But what was the result?
Now that Grandpa was dead and her last support was gone, they still wanted to humiliate her?
Did they really think she was a pushover?
Enough was enough! No more tolerance!
Her gaze swept over everyone before settling on Sophie and Joanne: “What did I do? Helping me up is eduction? Shouldn’t you ask Jaxon if he’s interested in every woman who falls?”
Sophie’s crying stopped abruptly, as if choked, her face instantly turning ugly.
axon, who had followed behind, also paused, looking at Rachel with barely detectable scrutiny.
oanne was also speechless for a moment, but quickly recovered, her tone even more severe: “How can you
alk like that? Sophie is your sister-how can you treat her this way?”
Sister?” Rachel scoffed, her eyes full of mockery. “Mom, have you forgotten? Sophie’s original surname isn’t eroix. She’s an outsider-what relationship does she have
