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.

raced, and his previously calm face flushed like

carpet, dressed sharply in

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

to ensure he would not

was still quite weak. Even the simple act of lifting

the end, it was Justin who carried her down from

this, Gregory could not help but feel emotional. His eyes reddened with

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

steps forward. However, she could not resist looking

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

tears glistening at the corners of his eyes as he

sending his sister off to be married had already tugged at

it were his own

quickly shook his head, refusing to let his

he thought about having children, he always

solemn, graceful music accompanying them, the Salvador father and daughter pair slowly made their way into

walk down the aisle. His heart swelled with

steps was the tall and handsome groom. Ryan gazed intently at his bride as she slowly walked toward him. Under his elegant suit, his chest heaved with uncontrollable emotion,

eyes intensifying, and when he

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

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

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

will," Ryan replied, his gaze

locked eyes, full of love, as they slowly