The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1041

After bidding farewell to the others, Ryan hurried home with a sense

of urgency.

He had been holding back these past few days, presenting himself as

a stoic man who disregarded matters of love and affection in front of

others. But in private, when no one else was around, he would wrap

himself in a blanket and repeatedly scroll through the intimate photos

of him and Carrie. Sometimes, he would even find himself on the

verge of tears from missing her too much.

With his beloved girlfriend out of reach, Ryan felt deeply aggrieved.

His appetite waned, and he struggled to sleep, nearing the point of

exhaustion.

Earlier, the playful banter between Justin and Bella had ignited a

raging fire within him. It was unbearably agonizing.

As night descended, the sky became a canvas painted with countless

twinkling stars.

In the days when Ryan was absent, the temperature in Savrow rose

plants in the courtyard began to stir with

anticipation of spring.

Ryan had been absent without any news.

worried, she dared

that she lost her appetite and could

she

she devoted herself to two tasks: caring for her adorable young

dressed heatly, standing outside the

Ryan would return victorious soon. Perhaps it would be tonight. Even if not

a white sports car resembling a lightning bolt slicing

air as the car came to a halt in

front of her.

toward her, Yasmin

held onto him.

Master, you’re

are you standing at the door so

his eyes widening in surprise. “You weren’t standing here waiting for me every day, were you?”

for some fresh a to clear my mind. It’s just a coincidence that

though she did not disclose the

but she had

hidden from him.

she asleep?”

Chop 1041

She fell asleep not long

as I could, even pushing the accelerator to the limit, but

knew his beloved girlfriend loved to sleep and was a sleeping beauty

been for him pestering her every night with kisses and cuddles, keeping her from going to bed early, they probably would not have been able to do anything intimate

don’t have to stare at Young Madam’s photos yearningly,