The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Justin and Ryan rushed over to the hospital. They sprinted to the ward entrance, just as a group of medical staff emerged.

"How's Carrie?" Ryan asked urgently, his face pale, as he grabbed the attending physician.

The doctor replied anxiously, "The patient's body is weak, and she suffered a severe mental shock. The situation only stabilized after receiving oxygen therapy. However, her mental state remains concerning." Ryan felt his heart constrict as he listened to the doctor's report. He quickly pushed into Carrie's room.

"Aah-Ah!"

Carrie was being held down on the bed by Gregory and Paul. Several tubes were attached to her frail body. As she struggled against them, she still looked beautiful, like a fragile porcelain doll desperately trying to break free. Her eyes were bloodshot, while her gaze was unfocused and frantic. Her mouth was wide open, emitting broken sounds as her slender hands clawed wildly in the air.

calm down, Ms. Carrie!" Paul tried to hold

Don't do this! Don't scare Daddy... Carrie!" Gregory's

wildly, Carrie slapped him, leaving behind a shocking red mark across his cheek. Justin and Paul froze and quickly asked, "Are

not focus on anything other than his daughter while she was in

sit on the bed, using his strong arms to lift Carrie's frail waist. He pressed her firmly into

Aaah..." Carrie's face was so pale,

Ryan. I'm here. It's okay." Ryan's voice trembled as he

streamed down Carrie's face as she struggled

throat tightened and he softly replied, "Carrie Yasmin is no longer with us, but I believe she isn't gone completely. She will always