The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Due to a large dose of sedatives and the immense psychological shock, Carrie did not wake up from her slumber even the next morning. But what about Ryan?

He stood in the frost-covered courtyard, solitary and alone. His body was completely numb from the cold, and his handsome face was pale, but he did not dare to move. He knew he could not hold on much longer, but he truly did not want to leave. He still hoped that Carrie would see him first when she woke up.

In the past, they had been together day and night, entangled with each other. But now, even seeing each other has become so difficult.

In his daze, Ryan vaguely heard the sound of steady yet urgent footsteps approaching him.

"Ryan, let me take you back." Justin's deep voice carried a hint of brotherly reproach, but it was filled with strong concern. "You are being too reckless! Torturing yourself like this is meaningless!"

"Hah..." Ryan's frost-laden eyelashes drooped, and his frozen face could not muster a proper expression. "Back then, you also spent many nights squatting outside Yara Park to seek forgiveness from Bella and her family. Why can't I do the same thing too?"

Justin was rendered speechless momentarily as his throat slightly choked. "Our situations are different."

"What's the difference? I want Grandpa Nigel to forgive me... I also want to see my wife... How is it different?!" Overcome with emotion, Ryan's mind grew muddled, and his weakened body slowly leaned forward.

"Ryan!" Justin immediately held him steady with both arms. Thankfully, he was taller and stronger than Ryan, as any other ordinary man might not have been able to hold him up.

"Justin... I miss my wife." Ryan's eyes were swollen and red with tears. He pressed his forehead against Justin's broad shoulder, breathing heavily. His voice was hoarse as he sobbed. "Without seeing Carrie, feel like my heart has been dug out."

He pounded his chest with his fist. "It really hurts here... Justin, it hurts so much, I think I'm going to die from the pain."

patted Ryan's trembling back, the shared pain welling up in his heart.

much persuasion, Justin and Dean managed to get Ryan into the

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lack of sleep. know doing this is not enough, but I believe that as long as you do not give up and patiently stay by Ms. Carrie's

at the ceiling.

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expression, "Ryan, why did your family suddenly

of all the directors." Ryan's large hand clenched the bed sheet,

furrowed sharply, like a

situation was more severe and malicious than

and purple. "When Liam presented the report, there was no sign of surprise on my grandfather's face He

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was

of Carrie's condition before the board meeting, He had been condoning Liam's actions from the start. But who did Liam

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