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

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

to comfort

drained of all strength. He was on the

so difficult to approach that even being

being mentally prepared, the enormous gap between the past and present was almost unbearable

"Why did she cry...?"

a long pause, Ryan finally spoke

about to respond, Ryan answered his own question. "Could it be

his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement of love and

believe Young Madam still loves you. No one can

could overcome

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

dinner, Ralph and Carrie watched a float

long-awaited fireworks show was about to

spot in advance. The two of them stood side by side, eagerly gazing at the

black coats, blended into the crowd. He gazed at Carrie's soft, beautiful figure and

arc shot up to the sky like a meteor, blossoming into the most

with surprise as she pointed to the night sky. "It's

"Yeah, beautiful."

with his beloved by his side, Ralph had no interest in the

did not often have the chance to be with

just one more glance at

the crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could

like you. Will

his words were clear and steady, the laughter around

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