The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"I understand... I couldn't help myself tonight. I won't be so irrational anymore." lan stood up, bowing to Justin guiltily.

"Humans make mistakes. You haven't done anything wrong, so you don't need to be like this. But since you found the right person, you should choose the right timing."

Justin's tall figure left his seat. He walked toward the wine cellar's door and suddenly halted, squinting at lan. "Is the gift you gave Ms. Mead another one of those cliche, luxurious items? You lack creativity, sincerity, and meaning. No wonder she rejected it."

lan could not help but feel embarrassed. Justin was right on point!

On the way home, Carrie felt like someone was awfully sullen and quiet.

When they were on the bed, Ryan could not hold back anymore. His eyes were tainted with desire, and his large hands had slipped under Carrie's white nightgown.

Their breaths entangled as their fingers intertwined, sweaty.

Tonight, he took from Carrie without feeling any exhaustion.

His caress on her lips, waist, and breasts made her melt.

In the end, when he sat up and held her tight as they reached their climax together, Ryan only felt that the woman in his arms was burning up.

arms as if she did not have a spine. They were still connected, but she

want as a reward?" Ryan kissed Carrie's forehead, which was covered with sweat. His voice was

half-asleep. "I...

narrowed, and his

not being able to eat the panda pastry that Ralph bought. Her

"Carrie Salvador."

again. "Do you want to eat the little panda, or are you thinking about the person who

was harsher than before, filled with

happened

Ryan questioned her with

felt sleepy. "Um... I... I want

ease. But he still refused to let her off. His domineering kiss almost drained every bit of air in

man gives you... You can only take from me. You can only look at me and want me..." As Ryan

eyes revealed a hint of

was indeed head-over-heels in love

become a terrifyingly jealous

Carrie's tearful begging, they