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 if

and take care

sentence

over Yasmin, she shied away from

sir. It won't happen

at night, Ryan, in matching pajamas with Carrie, reviewed files on

like Justin. However, he was too

Don't hit

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

bed. He scooped her up by the waist and pulled her into his arms. "Don't be scared. I'm here. Don't be scared."

drenched back. "Who

and gasped for

Carrie? Tell me who

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

came from thoughts during the

must have happened for Carrie to

close to Carrie at school, so no one would

"N-No one."

waist and shook her head with closed eyes.

one picked

a nightmare. All she wanted to do was forget about the past and pretend like

thicker than water, and she did not want to put her beloved in a

Was it really a nightmare, Carrie?" Ryan kissed her forehead. His lips were cold