The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

This was exactly what Ryan wanted.

He did not need his delicate little wife to do anything for him. All he wanted was for her to stay home and wait for him to return home from work.

This was the happiness he had been pursuing all his life.

Ryan gazed at Carrie's sleeping face for a long time, feeling another surge of desire in his heart.

But in the end, he restrained himself.

He bent down and kissed her gently for a while, never getting enough of it. Then he stroked her cheek and said "I love you" several times before reluctantly leaving the room.

Downstairs, Yasmin and a newly promoted secretary were respectfully waiting for Ryan.

Yasmin had become a dedicated private assistant and bodyguard for Carrie. However, Ryan needed someone reliable by his side, too, so Yasmin recommended her apprentice, Dean, for the position of Ryan's new secretary.

"Mr. Hoffman!" The two bowed in unison.

"Yasmin, take good care of the house and Carrie."

With Dean's help, Ryan donned a black coat. Then, he reminded Yasmin, as usual, "If anything happens, contact me immediately. It doesn't matter, even if I'm in a meeting. You can call me anytime. Nothing is more important than Carrie."

Mr. Hoffman." Yasmin

we're leaving now," Dean said, looking

as she gently raised her eyebrows, a bit like a

gesture and

let out a long sigh of

the hard work, it was finally time to reap

up just yet, Yasmin went to the kitchen

a short while of preparing breakfast, the doorbell

forgotten something and

off her apron and hurried

through the video monitor, the face that appeared was that of

man wore a black

he stared straight at Yasmin, his eyes gave

heart clenched. Even the pulse in her

few people who could exert such an intimidating presence

"Who are you?"

of vigilance as

owly stepped

even reaching