The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ralph's brows furrowed deeper, and his eyes grew colder. "You mean, you want me to back off?"

Ryan's throat was dry. Just as he was about to speak, Ralph interrupted, "Since I knew you two were in love, I've placed myself in the position of an observer and even avoided Carrie no matter how much I liked her to prevent any misunderstanding. Ryan, you have always had the chance with her. Regardless of whether it was your fault or your family's fault, you two have already broken up. Why can't you give me a chance?"

Ralph's piercing question shot through Ryan's heart, stunning the latter.

"You two no longer have any relationship. There's no problem with me pursuing Carrie. If you still love her, you can also confess to her, and we will compete fairly. You can try your best to get back with her, and I will not interfere. But you came over and asked me to back off, trying to hog her all to yourself. Mr. Hoffman, don't you think that you're being a little too unreasonable?"

Ralph's tone carried a hint of reserved coldness as his lips parted. "Your feelings for Carrie are genuine, but does that mean mine aren't? You can give up your life for her, and I will gladly do the same. What is your purpose in telling me, your love rival, all these?"

self-loathing, unwillingness-these emotions tore away at the wilting soul inside Ryan's

the love of his life if not for Ralph's seasoned negotiation skills and quick reflexes, saving Carrie

disturb you or fight for her anymore. Just let me see her, okay?" "If there's nothing else, I'm going back to work." Ralph stopped looking

felt as if his soul was

time, Ralph halted, his body halfway outside the car. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "Yesterday, I made plans with Carrie to

got out

a long time. He only regained his composure when Ralph's lean figure disappeared from the entrance