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..."

I know she won't have any

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

last sentence was a

shied away from his

sorry, sir. It won't happen

matching pajamas with Carrie, reviewed files on the sofa under

However, he was

Don't hit me! Don't

Carrie kicked the duvet away in her sleep and wrangled around as if she were pinned down. She let out a frantic scream. "I'm a dummy! I'm an idiot! Just don't

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

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

gasped for air as sweat

Carrie? Tell

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

firmly believed that dreams came from thoughts during the

must have happened for

of shielding Carrie from harm. Yasmin stuck close to Carrie at school, so no

"N-No one."

and shook her head with closed eyes. "I guess it was quite a fright this afternoon,

one picked

to do was forget about the past and pretend

did not want to put

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