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..."

she won't have any appetite if she

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

sentence

she shied away from his

sir. It won't happen

reviewed files on the sofa

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

Don't hit

she were pinned down. She let out

He scooped her up by the waist and pulled

palm running down her drenched back. "Who

and gasped for air

on you, Carrie? Tell me who hit

his tone was stubborn and ruthless. "I'll

believed that dreams came from

must have happened for

stuck close to Carrie at school,

"N-No one."

and shook her head with closed eyes.

one picked

a nightmare. All she wanted to do was forget

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

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