The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Watching Ryan embrace Carrie, Ralph felt a stinging sensation in his eye. He could not help but capture the moment on his phone. "Mr. Ralph, I'm curious. When did you realize it was us?" Dressed as the pink bunny mascot, Yasmin could not hold back her curiosity. "Maybe it's a cop's intuition."

Ralph did not tell Yasmin that he believed love was something one could never hide.

The moment he saw the dog mascot holding Carrie like a treasure, he knew it was Ryan.

"Please let Mr. Hoffman and Ms. Carrie spend a bit more time together. We promise not to disturb you again." Yasmin pleaded earnestly. "Don't worry about me. As long as Carrie is happy, that's all that matters." Ralph's voice was hoarse, as if filled with bitter sand.

Despite his reluctance, Ryan returned Carrie to Ralph's side.

He feared Carrie would find out about his disguise if he spent more time with her.

"Why are you crying?" Ralph gently asked Carrie, handing her a tissue.

"It's nothing. It's nothing..." Carrie murmured, wiping her puffy eyes.

Ralph knew why she was crying. His heart ached, but he still showed her a bright smile.

"Are you hungry? Let's go. I'll take you for some delicious food!"

The dog mascot watched them walk away. Then, it slowly turned and dragged itself in the opposite direction, its large head hanging low.

Yasmin followed Ryan to a secluded spot before removing her mascot head. Her black hair was plastered to her face with sweat as she took deep breaths of fresh air.

"Mr. Hoffman, you should take yours off, too. It's stifling. Mr. Hoffman?"

Yasmin called out to him twice. However, Ryan remained facing the wall, unresponsive.

Alarmed, she hurried forward and took off his headgear.

"Mr. Hoffman, you..."

Yasmin's eyes widened

his stunning eyes were red and swollen. They could barely stay open. Ryan's sweat

to comfort Ryan but not knowing what to

drained of all strength. He

difficult to approach

mentally prepared, the enormous gap between the past and present was almost

"Why did she cry...?"

finally spoke in a

to respond, Ryan answered his own question. "Could it be that the dance reminded

finally lost his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement of

you. No one

could overcome all

of his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, with his back to Yasmin, "Let me spend a little more

and Carrie watched a float

night fell, the long-awaited fireworks show was

best viewing spot in advance. The two of them stood

far away, Yasmin and Ryan, dressed in black coats, blended into the crowd. He gazed at Carrie's soft, beautiful figure and the delicate shoulders he once cherished. To Ryan, Carrie was more beautiful than the most splendid

up to the sky like a meteor, blossoming into the most brilliant flowers against

to the night sky.

"Yeah, beautiful."

interest in the fireworks. He stared intently at Carrie's delicate profile, unable to

have the chance to be

even just one more glance at her was precious

fireworks filled the entire night sky and the crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could no longer contain his feelings. Summoning all his Courage, he confessed to

really like you. Will you

the laughter around them quickly swallowed his

glass-like eyes reflected the fireworks above. She remained silent for

anxiety. Eventually, he curled his

did not