The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ryan walked into the room with careful and light steps.

Afraid of disturbing his lover's dreams, he even took off his shoes at the door, walking in with his socks.

On the big and comfortable bed, Carrie's thin and small body was curled up in the blankets, only revealing her head. Her dark hair scattered around the pillow.

Ryan sat by the bed, staring deeply at his beloved's cute little sleeping face. He brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her cheek.

His eyes, which used to take in many women, now only belonged to her alone.

"I was only away from home for a while, but so many things happened."

Ryan's calloused fingers traced Carrie's smooth face, her cherry red lips, and her delicate collarbone. "I thought I was the only man thinking about you in this world. Now, it seems your charm is stronger than I imagined. It makes me not want to bring you out in the future. What if someone else has their eyes on you? Do you know that I almost couldn't rein myself in after I heard what happened tonight? If that brat was not your sister-in-law's brother, I would've roughed him up!"

Subconsciously, he increased the strength in his fingertips.

Carrie's eyelashes fluttered, and she moaned softly. Ryan quickly withdrew his hand in fright, afraid of disturbing her peaceful slumber.

At this moment, Carrie flipped over, lying flat on the bed and kicking off the blankets, revealing her body.

she wore a silk nightgown, her sleeping posture was restless, rumpling her dress. Ryan could see her fair shoulders and

Ryan's gaze deepened, and his

he truly could

you really like my painting?" Carrie

could hear each word clearly

'Carrie, you're definitely not asking me this question.

"Ralph..."

blood in his body flowed in reverse, and

down on Carrie's body. He was fierce and savage as he

actions woke Carrie

person on top of her was Ryan, she relaxed and wrapped her hands around his neck, using her gentle

thin nightgown was

always

as he wanted her,

voice before Ryan was finally willing