The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1982

"Tsk, your father can't keep any secrets." Nigel dropped the pretense, his face lighting up with joy. "Ryan, to be honest, Gregory and I came here today to formally discuss your marriage with Carrie."

"Grandpa Nigel..." Overwhelmed with emotion, Ryan's breath grew heavy, and his words came out in a jumble. "Grandpa... I..."

Suddenly, his tears flowed uncontrollably, as if his tear ducts had burst.

Overwhelmed with joy, he wept uncontrollably, his tears flowing like a torrential flood.

With her frail frame, Carrie hugged him tightly. Her flushed face caught each of his burning tears.

Though she could not speak, her tender, contented gaze offered him immense comfort.

"Good girl, there's no need to say anything. I understand."

Nigel's eyes misted over as he joined the hands of the two young people. "I'm getting old, and so is Gregory. The one who can walk with Carrie until the end, who can love and cherish her all her life, is none other than you. Your days ahead will be filled with happiness."

"Grandpa Nigel, Chairman Salvador... I will definitely make Carrie... happy," Ryan promised, entwining his fingers with hers. Each word was a heartfelt vow.

Carrie knelt by the bed,

Isn't it time to address me

finished the sentence, Gregory felt embarrassed and then coughed awkwardly. "Ahem, we'll discuss

out urgently,

heart pounded loudly, momentarily forgetting how to

him calling you?"

back to reality. He took a deep breath and forced a reassuring

of next

to take her to register their marriage that day and arrange a grand, romantic proposal. However, Carrie,

did not even want a wedding

alleviated her severe social anxiety. With Yasmin gone, Carrie retreated to her small, dark corner. Apart from her family, she was deeply anxious about interacting with

seemed unlikely they could hold

have gladly given

Ryan called Justin and Bella to

of you, the

as Justin brushed her hair. She had the phone in speaker mode on the table. "You and Carrie