Rachel Jason Novels & Stories

I liked how Jake was different with me, it made me feel special. “You know men like Jake need a strong headed, argumentative and a fiery woman to protect them when people try to take advantage of them. Take Joseph Lachlan for example, such a sweet man and kind of naïve, the only woman for him was Mary, she was literally his opposite.” I nodded, I’ve heard a lot about their love story, and it was pretty famous. “Umm but we are just friends. For now. We haven’t really discussed-“ I start but she cuts me off.

He continued, "Rachel, pretending to lose your memories is pointless. You've made a huge mistake this time. Did you know that Raven almost died? What would happen to you then? "We're just asking you to apologize. This was your fault. You should apologize. Why don't you go and apologize to Raven? I'll talk to your parents about our engagement. How about that?" I looked at him in silence once more and said, "Who on earth are you?" Perhaps he was hurt by the aloofness in my gaze. He looked confused, then in disbelief. In the end, he even looked a little nervous. My reaction was not what he expected. "Rachel. I—I'm Jason! Your boyfriend, Jason Greg!"

This made Jason Kim startled. Had he guessed wrong, this ugly woman is not the same woman, and she had nothing to do with James Smith? But if it doesn't matter, why is James Smith blocking the wine for this woman? He knows that James Smith is not a good man, why will he have such a warm heart. Taking advantage of Jason Kim's stunned gap, Rachel West quickly broke away from his embrace. She didn't know if she was ashamed or angry, her cheeks were red and her clear eyes were a bit wet and resentful, and she stared at James Smith blankly.

"Hey, you sound like you know her. Do you know her?" Jason nods, “Kind of. She helped me find my way around when I arrived yesterday. She’s interesting,” he says, his tone casual yet laced with something I don’t like. "Just looking at her, I guessed that she is hard to get, though. But I enjoy a challenge.” I clench my jaw. The group of men around us laughs, making crude comments about Rachel. My grip tightens on my glass.

“Rachel, Dalia’s mother, wants it that way.” “Why?” Jessie asked, shock, and a bit of anger, in her voice. More than a bit, actually, and it made Jason smile. “Because she’s a cold-hearted bitch.” “But why?” Jessie repeated. “Why is she a bitch? I think she was born that way.” “No, why has she cut Dalia out of her life?” “Because she’s mine,” Jason said with a heavy sigh. “Rachel and I were involved for six months. It was serious on my end, not so much on hers. A rich mark came along and she had no more use for me.”

She uttered with a grin. “Of course you will. Bye for now.” Jason answered, planting a kiss on Rachel’s forehead before heading out. Aurora creased her brows and stared at her mother judgmentally. “What?” Rachel asked, rolling her eyes. “Did you sleep with him?” “I did what I had to do.” “What? You didn’t have to!”

“Jay and now Adele have been taken. What kind of an idiot am I not to have seen this?“ Chris asked helplessly. “Beating yourself up won’t help. We have to find a way to get them back.” Rachel said. “I am going to talk to Jason, he is going to tell me where his crazy wife is hiding.” Chris fumed. “I will come with you.” Dan said. “No. You two stay here and let me handle it.” Rachel said and left. Jason was staring at his dinner when Rachel walked in. “It is time to come clean Jason, where is Tina? Chris is right, you know where she is and you are hiding it from us.” She said.

Now, all I wanted to do was hug and talk to my brother. But a call from my father came through saying he had forwarded all I needed to my assistant. I was going to make sure I would be back so I could see Jenny's face after her arrest. MEANWHILE…. RACHEL'S POV: My hands were sweaty as I approached the restaurant where Jason was seated waiting for me. He was in the VIP section of the restaurant at a popular restaurant owned by the Millers. I was dressed in a simple sleeveless blue flowy gown which stood right before my knee, he never liked me wearing clothes which showed my body at all, so now that I was finally away from him, I decided to do as I please. My hair was still short and I felt li

Back in Eldridge, in the backyard of Jason's estate, Rachel knelt by her flowerbed, humming a tune as she worked. She wore a flowing cream-colored dress that fluttered slightly with the breeze. A wide straw hat shielded her face, but even then, the grace in her every movement showed. Her hands, though elegant, weren’t afraid of dirt. She held a small pruning shear and gently snipped away a dried leaf from one of her prized roses.

Prosecutor: Miss Beatrice, where do you work? Beatrice: I presently work at Rachel's studio. Prosecutor: Were you present at the studio on the day of the incident? Beatrice: Yes, I was at the studio. Prosecutor: Do you know the defendant, Lawson Webmar? Beatrice: Yes, I know him very well, I used to work for him at Lawson's group before he dismissed me. Prosecutor: Let's focus on that day. What happened. Beatrice: Rachel was in her office with Aaron when I was told someone had come asking for her. When she stepped out, I saw it was her husband Lawson.