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

Gregory, the bride's father, stood in the center of the red carpet, dressed

been on a strict diet and exercise regimen

not embarrass his

Even the simple act of lifting her

was Justin who carried her down from

but feel

Carrie made her way to Gregory's side. She took his arm as they prepared to walk down

took a few steps forward. However, she could not resist looking back.

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

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

had already tugged at his heartstrings in ways

it were his own

surged through Justin's chest. He quickly

he always felt like

accompanying them, the Salvador father and daughter

Matt by his side, Nigel watched as his granddaughter prepared to walk down the aisle. His heart swelled with a

groom. Ryan gazed intently at his bride as she slowly walked toward him. Under his elegant suit, his chest heaved with

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

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

Ryan stepped forward

better spoil her rotten." Gregory smiled fondly as he placed his daughter's hand into the man's burning palm. "I know it's probably unnecessary to say this, but I have

promise I will," Ryan replied, his gaze

eyes, full of love, as they slowly walked up