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.

something in this pink notebook. When Yasmin saw her, she hid the

think she had feelings for me...

body wriggled in the blanket for a while before

something, showing it to Ryan. [I know. Yasmin has

hoarse. "Carrie, how did you know? Did

shook her 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. Couldn't you see it?

moment, he was

how hard Yasmin tried to conceal it,

for him. He

on the screen,

for so many years. That was her

had been waiting silently in the

distance, participating in each part of the

chrysanthemum beside a tree. When she straightened her back streams of

unfortunate soul, like her. Although