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..."

are close with Carrie. I know she

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

sentence was a

over Yasmin, she shied away from his gaze

It

Ryan, in matching pajamas with Carrie, reviewed files

a workaholic like Justin. However, he was too distraught to sleep, and

No! Don't hit me! Don't hit

pinned down. She let out

He scooped her up by the waist and pulled her into his arms.

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

gasped for air as

Carrie? Tell

turned red, and his tone was stubborn and ruthless. "I'll

dreams came from thoughts during the

happened for Carrie to have

Carrie from harm. Yasmin stuck close to

"N-No one."

man's waist and shook her head with closed eyes. "I guess it was quite a fright this afternoon, so

picked

do was forget about

did not want to put her beloved in a difficult

Carrie?" Ryan kissed