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..."

next moment, Yasmin's eyes

hair stuck to his forehead. His chest heaved violently within the oversized costume, and his stunning eyes were red and swollen. They could barely stay open. Ryan's

wanting to comfort Ryan but

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

so difficult to approach that even being close

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

"Why did she cry...?"

pause, Ryan finally spoke in a broken, hoarse

Just as she was about to respond, Ryan answered his own question. "Could it be that the dance reminded her of our past? Does Carrie

his unparalleled confidence in this entanglement

one can replace you in her heart,"

could overcome

deep breath and said, with his back to Yasmin, "Let me spend

Carrie watched

fireworks

of them stood side

soft, beautiful figure and

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

with surprise as she pointed to the night sky.

"Yeah, beautiful."

Ralph had no interest in the fireworks. He stared

not often have the chance

when he did, even just one more

crowd erupted in joyful cheers, Ralph could

you. Will you

clear and steady, the laughter

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