The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Normally, Carrie was quite easygoing, but now, she was insistent on going to class.

In the end, Ryan had no choice but to give in.

The man walked out of the villa's door with a gloomy expression, still wearing the damp suit. Yasmin wanted to prepare another set for him, but he refused. The damp suit carried his fiancee's fragrant scent and body warmth, which he could not bear to part with.

"Take good care of Carrie."

"Yes, Mr. Hoffman."

"Also," Ryan's footsteps halted, his eyes as cold as ice. "Keep a close watch on her and make sure those obnoxious men stay away from my wife."

"Yes." Yasmin's back stiffened. Ralph's bright and handsome face immediately appeared in her mind.

Since the day Coral retrieved the suit from Roza's place, she has been restless for several days.

She suffered nights and nights without sleep, repeatedly haunted by Roza's piercing words of advice.

"Domestic violence will never stop!"

to be beaten

only end up dead if

successfully outmaneuvered Asher and returned to the

a slave for a while. But unfortunately, not long ago, that man came home at midnight, battered and bruised, his body littered with

soon as he entered their room, that devil grabbed her hair, dragged her from the bed to the floor, and started beating her up

echoed with Coral's

of the Iverson

thought of how he asked Coral to

knew that Roza was hard to deal with, and one would most likely be rejected and have their pride hurt, let alone a clumsy woman

did not get to do that. He did not expect

this unpresentable woman was not

to return to the verson Group. This family banquet will be my first public appearance since my triumphant return. As my wife, you must attend, looking flawless. If you embarrass me even a little... You

vented his lust on Coral while

the humiliation with tears in her eyes, only daring to respond

pants up, put on his tie, and became an

called out