The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ryan returned to the living room dejected. After putting Carrie to bed, Yasmin descended the stairs.

As Ryan looked up, their gazes met, and Yasmin put her head down in fright.

"Any lower, and your head will hit the floor. Are you an ostrich?"

With his brows furrowing in annoyance, Ryan went to the sofa to sit down. He took out a cigarette to hold between his lips, only to remember that Carrie did not like the smell of tobacco. In the end, he did not light the cigarette.

Yasmin kept her head down throughout.

The usually callous and unapproachable woman was now timid with guilt.

"Come here."

Yasmin took a few steps to get to Ryan, but the silence felt like a lifetime.

"Is Carrie asleep?" Ryan's voice was husky.

"She's asleep."

Yasmin hung her head low, her voice trembling. "I'll pack my things and leave right away. I won't get in your way."

"You can stay." Ryan's icy words granted Yasmin a pardon.

"B-But you said..."

know she won't have any appetite

the end of the day, he could not be cruel to the woman who was devoted to him. "You should stay and take care of Carrie. Even though you're clumsy with laundry and cooking, I won't feel any better leaving Carrie's care to someone else. This cannot happen again, or I won't just

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she shied away from his gaze

sir. It won't

pajamas with Carrie, reviewed files on the

not a workaholic like Justin. However, he was too distraught to sleep, and he

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around as if she were pinned down. She let out a frantic scream. "I'm a

and ran to the bed. He scooped her up by the waist and pulled her into his

tight, his palm running down her drenched back. "Who hit you? Tell me,

and gasped for air as sweat soaked

picked on you, Carrie? Tell me who

was stubborn and ruthless. "I'll kill whoever touches

dreams came from thoughts during the

for Carrie to

Ryan did a good job of shielding Carrie from harm. Yasmin stuck close to Carrie at school, so

"N-No one."

closed eyes. "I guess it was quite a fright this afternoon, so I had a

one picked

All she wanted to do was forget about the

and she did not want to

Ryan kissed her forehead. His lips were