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

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

Hoffman..." Yasmin's throat tightened with sympathy, wanting to comfort Ryan but not

his hands against the wall, his body drained of all strength. He was on the verge

to approach that even being close was a

gap between the past and present was almost unbearable

"Why did she cry...?"

pause, Ryan finally spoke in a broken, hoarse

question. "Could it be that the dance reminded her of

family finally lost his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement of

still loves you. No one can replace you

overcome all

tears at the corner of his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, with

Carrie watched a float

night fell, the long-awaited fireworks show was about to

had reserved the best viewing spot in advance. The two of them stood side by side, eagerly gazing

blended into the crowd. He gazed at Carrie's soft, beautiful figure and the delicate shoulders he once cherished. To Ryan, Carrie

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

surprise as she pointed to the night sky.

"Yeah, beautiful."

by his side, Ralph had no interest in the fireworks. He stared intently at Carrie's

the chance to

just one more glance at her

crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could no longer contain his feelings. Summoning all

like you. Will

words were clear and steady, the laughter around them

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