The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2090

The luxurious, romantic carriage came to a graceful stop on the red carpet outside the church.

The Thompson brothers, along with Arnold, Steven, and Ian, were already waiting, each with a joyful expression, scattering rose petals into the bright blue sky.

They all seemed like knights for the princess, simply standing there in two perfect lines, creating a breathtaking scene that could steal the spotlight in any photograph.

Falling petals became poetry, and birds flew across the sky.

With the tiara on, Carrie looked every bit like a princess of the world, while the handsome men before her appeared as her loyal knights.

"The bride is truly stunning." Axel could not help but exclaim.

"She really is. Ryan is one lucky guy!" Arnold remarked. His fox-like eyes watched with envy.

"I should attend more weddings like this. When it's my turn, I'll have plenty of ideas and won't be caught off guard."

Axel captured every detail of the scene in his mind. As he thought of his own plans, a small smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Ax, does that mean your big day is approaching, too?" Arnold asked, his expression lighting up with excitement.

"Yes, I've started planning it." Axel then leaned in close to whisper, "Dude, don't let this slip out. I want to surprise my Roza."

"My lips are sealed. I'll stop being a Larson if even one word gets out!"

"Of course, you're no longer a Larson. You're a Thompson now," Axel teased with a grin.

previously calm

red carpet, dressed sharply in a suit, ready to escort his daughter down the

sixty, this man had been on a strict diet and exercise regimen for two months. He even

he would not

simple act of lifting

the end, it was Justin who

could not help but feel

She took his arm as

bride took a few steps forward. However, she could not resist looking back. Her eyes glistened

upright as a towering tree, Justin stood firmly behind Carrie. Unfazed by the storms of life, he provided her

curved with warmth, tears glistening

married had already tugged at his

were his own

through Justin's chest. He quickly shook his head,

about having children, he always

accompanying them, the Salvador father and daughter pair slowly made

to walk down the aisle. His heart swelled with a mix of emotions, and tears of pride and

atop the steps was the tall and handsome groom. Ryan gazed intently at his

when he opened them again, the image of his beloved was a blur, then

a sound, tears streamed down his face without warning. Yet his brows and eyes were

stepped forward

as he placed his daughter's hand into the man's burning palm.

Dad. I promise I will," Ryan replied, his gaze

full of love, as