The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1987

Taking into account Carrie's health, the City Hall had specially arranged a private space for the couple to finalize their marriage license.

The moment the certificate was handed to her, Carrie's smile bloomed like spring flowers. She excitedly caressed the paper repeatedly with her fingers, treating it as a precious treasure, reluctant to let it go.

"Congratulations on your marriage! Wishing you both a lifetime of happiness and bliss!" The staff sincerely offered their blessings.

The story of Ryan Hoffman and Carrie Salvador was well-known and unforgettable, and yet, it was only just beginning.

"Ah! Ah!" Carrie's eyes gleamed with delight as she cheerfully waved the marriage license at Ryan.

"Mrs. Hoffman, please take good care of me for the rest of our lives," Ryan said, gazing at her lovingly, enunciating each word.

"Mmm..."

Carrie's cheeks flushed. She gazed at him with a dreamy look. She could not speak, but even if she could talk, he wouldn't have let her.

Ryan's eyes narrowed as he reached out, cradled the back of Carrie's neck, and kissed her passionately.

The newlyweds had their photo taken at City Hall and received it right away, with the staff presenting them with flowers.

center of attention at the event

saw the newlyweds emerge hand in hand. They immediately approached

them," Bella said, handing a brooch to each of them, like offering apples to children.

a pink tourmaline and sparkling diamonds in the shape

thoughtful gift, she immediately stepped forward and wrapped

brooch was a lovely blue tourmaline one that matched perfectly. He couldn't help

piece for $2 billion dollars, yet I just couldn't get my hands on one. But now, thanks to my wife, my

earlier. He wants us to have dinner at his place tonight. Uncle Matt is preparing a big feast to

I celebrate Carrie's birthday alone

a knowing look, understanding immediately. "Go and enjoy yourselves.

in the car, Carrie still felt a bit weak. The luxurious dress she wore had barely seen the light of day before

the marriage license. Her soft

had passed, the man kissed her tender earlobe and gently called out,

opened her drowsy eyes and looked

the

to look out the car window, her eyes suddenly

its LED screens

accompanied by a rain of red roses transformed the bustling concrete forest under

Carrie Salvador, the heiress of the Salvador