The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Watching Ryan embrace Carrie, Ralph felt a stinging sensation in his eye. He could not help but capture the moment on his phone. "Mr. Ralph, I'm curious. When did you realize it was us?" Dressed as the pink bunny mascot, Yasmin could not hold back her curiosity. "Maybe it's a cop's intuition."

Ralph did not tell Yasmin that he believed love was something one could never hide.

The moment he saw the dog mascot holding Carrie like a treasure, he knew it was Ryan.

"Please let Mr. Hoffman and Ms. Carrie spend a bit more time together. We promise not to disturb you again." Yasmin pleaded earnestly. "Don't worry about me. As long as Carrie is happy, that's all that matters." Ralph's voice was hoarse, as if filled with bitter sand.

Despite his reluctance, Ryan returned Carrie to Ralph's side.

He feared Carrie would find out about his disguise if he spent more time with her.

"Why are you crying?" Ralph gently asked Carrie, handing her a tissue.

"It's nothing. It's nothing..." Carrie murmured, wiping her puffy eyes.

Ralph knew why she was crying. His heart ached, but he still showed her a bright smile.

"Are you hungry? Let's go. I'll take you for some delicious food!"

The dog mascot watched them walk away. Then, it slowly turned and dragged itself in the opposite direction, its large head hanging low.

Yasmin followed Ryan to a secluded spot before removing her mascot head. Her black hair was plastered to her face with sweat as she took deep breaths of fresh air.

"Mr. Hoffman, you should take yours off, too. It's stifling. Mr. Hoffman?"

Yasmin called out to him twice. However, Ryan remained facing the wall, unresponsive.

Alarmed, she hurried forward and took off his headgear.

"Mr. Hoffman, you..."

Yasmin's eyes widened

costume, and his stunning eyes were red and swollen. They could barely stay open. Ryan's sweat and tears had nearly soaked through

Yasmin's throat tightened with sympathy, wanting to comfort Ryan but not knowing what

against the wall, his body drained of all strength. He

now so difficult to

gap between the past and

"Why did she cry...?"

a long pause, Ryan finally spoke

own question. "Could it be that the dance reminded her of our past? Does Carrie still love me?" It was a

Hoffman family finally lost his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement

Young Madam still loves you. No one can replace you in her

overcome

away the tears at the corner of his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, with his back to Yasmin, "Let me spend a little

Ralph and Carrie watched

long-awaited fireworks show was about to

the best viewing spot in advance. The two of them stood side by

He gazed at Carrie's soft, beautiful figure and the delicate shoulders he

sky like a meteor, blossoming into the most brilliant flowers against

widened with surprise as she pointed to the night sky. "It's so beautiful! That

"Yeah, beautiful."

his side, Ralph had no interest in the fireworks.

often have the chance to be

when he did, even just one more glance at her

filled the entire night sky and the crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could no longer contain his feelings. Summoning all his Courage, he confessed to the girl beside

you. Will you

words were clear and steady, the laughter around them

Carrie's glass-like eyes reflected the fireworks above. She remained silent for a