The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Each step Ryan took sent a shiver through Carrie's body, a sensation that left her utterly dazed. Her hands gripped the man's back tightly, leaving red marks.

"Which one should we choose, hmm?"

Ryan held her in his arms, standing in front of the massive wardrobe. His wet, burning kisses grazed her flushed cheeks.

"Mm... They all look good..." Carrie leaned against his sweat-drenched chest, breathing lightly, her eyelids heavy.

"Can't decide? Let me help you, darling."

In the next second, Carrie suddenly felt a darkness before her eyes, and she let out a soft cry. Ryan carried her into the wardrobe filled with expensive dresses. The soft, silky fabrics enveloped them as they indulged in a wave of passionate intimacy.

"Ms. Salvador, your teddy bear."

The maid's words pulled Carrie back to reality. Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly turned her back, pressing her palms against her face in embarrassment.

"I won't need it tonight."

maid looked worried. She knew the teddy bear was Carrie's source of comfort. Without it, she could not

"I'm going to meet guests with my father

and his wife hosted a

family of the Solloway family.

elegantly among the guests with their impeccably dressed son, Jason, basking in the

and Aaron Larson said, holding champagne glasses. He smiled warmly and said, "Jason is about to get engaged to the heiress of

a wide grin. "Haha, you're Jason's godfather. You'll

also smiled and said, "Thank you,

Carrie appeared, holding onto

was still not used to such occasions. In the past, she had

complex gazes directed at

"Chairman Salvador, Carrie!"

up. He quickly put down his wine glass and strode towards

Jason, you're