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.

his previously calm face flushed like

Gregory, the bride's father, stood in the center of the red carpet, dressed sharply in a suit, ready

had been on a strict diet and exercise regimen for two

these to ensure he would not embarrass

was still quite weak. Even the simple act of lifting her skirt and stepping

who

feel emotional.

took his arm

she could not resist looking back. Her

stature as upright as a towering tree, Justin stood firmly behind Carrie. Unfazed by

eyes curved with warmth, tears glistening at the corners of his eyes as he waved her

sending his sister off to be married had already tugged

it were his own

Justin's chest. He quickly shook his head, refusing to

children, he always felt like he was disrespecting

music accompanying them, the Salvador father and daughter pair slowly made

prepared to walk down the aisle. His heart swelled

the chapel, standing atop the steps was the tall and handsome groom. Ryan gazed intently at his bride as she

eyes shut, the faint blush in his phoenix eyes intensifying, and when he opened them again, the image of his beloved was a blur, then sharpened once

without warning. Yet his brows

tears flowing, Ryan stepped forward to take Carrie

his daughter's hand into the man's burning palm. "I know

I promise I will," Ryan replied, his gaze warm, deep, and

locked eyes, full of love, as they slowly walked