The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Ryan lowered his head, looking somewhat embarrassed. "I'm only worried you won't come."

Ralph choked up and stepped forward to give him a big hug.

Back in the car, Carrie was wrapped in a blanket, obediently leaning against the window to rest.

Her body was still too weak. Even though she was in a wheelchair the entire time, going out was still a little too much for her current state.

"The window is cold. Lean against me." Ryan spread his long arms and gently pulled her into his embrace, resting his chin on her head and rubbing her hair softly. The car drove toward the hospital smoothly.

Carrie lay against the man's chest and suddenly felt something hard. She raised her head and looked at him in confusion.

"Did it poke you?" Ryan hesitated and then took out Yasmin's diary from his chest pocket.

"Ah! Ah!" Carrie's red eyes widened.

Once, when Ryan was on a business trip, she could not fall asleep at night and went to search for Yasmin in her room.

saw her, she hid the notebook in a panic, her pretty face

said, "I think she had

wriggled

it

dry and hoarse. "Carrie, how did you

head lightly, typing again. [I was with Yasmin every day. She took care of me, so I had many chances to get to know her. Ryan, you were with her every day too.

At this moment, he was the one

no matter how hard Yasmin tried to conceal

could completely ignore a girl's feelings for him. He had never

of tears fell on the screen, so

years. That was

had been waiting silently in

a distance, participating in each

she leaned down and placed a pure white chrysanthemum beside a tree. When she straightened her back streams of tears had strained

knew that Yasmin was also an unfortunate soul, like her. Although Yasmin died,