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.

and his previously calm face

of the red carpet, dressed sharply

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

these to ensure he would not embarrass his precious

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

end, it was Justin who carried her down from the

but feel emotional. His eyes

way to Gregory's side. She took his arm as they prepared to walk

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

a towering tree, Justin stood firmly behind Carrie. Unfazed

starry eyes curved with warmth, tears

already tugged at his heartstrings in

were his own

He quickly shook his head, refusing to let his thoughts

he always felt like he was

them, the Salvador father and

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

eyes intensifying, and when he opened them again, the image

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

flowing, Ryan stepped forward to take Carrie from Gregory's

my daughter well. You'd better spoil her rotten." Gregory smiled fondly as he placed his daughter's

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

eyes, full of love, as they slowly walked up