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.

calm

in the center of the red carpet, dressed

on a strict diet and exercise regimen for two months. He even dyed his hair

to ensure he would not embarrass his precious daughter

simple act of lifting her skirt and stepping out of the carriage made

end, it was Justin who

not help but feel

took his

resist looking back. Her eyes

towering tree, Justin stood firmly behind Carrie. Unfazed by the storms of life, he provided her with an

curved with warmth, tears glistening at the

already

were

quickly shook his head, refusing to let

he thought about having children, he always felt like

music accompanying them, the Salvador father and

his side, Nigel watched as his granddaughter prepared to walk down the aisle. His heart swelled with a mix of emotions, and tears of pride and sentiment streamed down

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

his phoenix eyes intensifying, and when he opened them again, the

streamed down his face without warning. Yet his brows and eyes were alight with profound

flowing, Ryan stepped forward

man, you better treat my daughter well. You'd better spoil her rotten." Gregory smiled fondly as he placed his daughter's hand into the man's burning palm. "I know it's

Ryan replied, his gaze warm,

two newlyweds locked eyes, full of love, as they slowly walked up to