The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

It was already late at night when Ryan arrived home.

Yasmin was on her way out of the laundry room with a basket of clothes, when she noticed that Ryan had come back. She quickly set aside her work to greet him.

"Where's Carrie? Is she asleep?" Ryan took off his suit jacket and tossed it to her. His face was flushed with excitement.

"Young Madam is already asleep."

"Oh..." Ryan felt slightly disappointed but quickly smiled again. "Well, I'll let her know in the morning then."

Yasmin blinked and asked, "Young Master Hoffman, is there good news?"

"Grandpa agreed." Ryan's charming eyes sparkled brightly, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Grandpa agreed for me to marry Carrie!"

"Really?!" Yasmin felt a surge of happiness, tears glistening in her eyes. "Congratulations! It's like a dream come true for you and Young Madam. This is just amazing!"

"On the way back, my mother also called me and said she could also agree to accept Carrie, but on the condition that Zoe comes back." Ryan's gaze turned cold.

He said, "How absurd. When did my sweet mother learn to negotiate? Does she really think that I won't marry Carrie if she doesn't agree?"

Yasmin nodded in agreement. Claire often struggled to make clear decisions on important issues. Since Finn passed away, Ryan has been the main support for the household. Otherwise, Liam would have long taken over.

Ryan's expression turned serious. "But the only reason Grandpa agreed is because Liam put in a few good words. We need to keep an eye out for whatever schemes that guy is plotting."

You must be careful," Yasmin said as her

then slipped into bed, contentedly lying next to Carrie. The more he thought about it, the

fragrant body. Initially, he just wanted to be close, but that soon turned into a desire to hold her. This embrace ignited a fire within him, and he couldn't resist lifting her nightgown,

her sleepy eyes and

up, darling." Ryan felt a little guilty, but he did not want

sensitive and considerate

sighed and simply hugged her waist tightly. "No, or else you won't

is beating so fast, and I think I heard you laughing while I was asleep... What are you so happy about?" Ryan

the wife of the

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next couple of days, I'm planning to take you to meet your father. I want to formally ask

agape. Her lips were trembling, and tears welled up in her

his "wife" every day, she had always thought of it as just a

her mother was convicted of murder and sentenced to death, Carrie had never dared to think about marrying him for real.

You, you don't

broke with urgency, his intense emotions threatening to overflow like molten lava, engulfing the small woman in his arms. "No, Carrie, this is

of getting everything ready and picking the ideal day, Ryan led his lovely wife by the hand as

Paul, the secretary, was the

you?" Carrie linked arms with Ryan, her

great. I feel even better

said as he carefully observed

Ryan's atter