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 face flushed like the

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

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

would not embarrass his precious daughter on her

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

was Justin who

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

made her way to Gregory's side. She took his arm

steps forward. However, she could not resist looking back. Her eyes glistened as she gazed at her older

firmly behind Carrie. Unfazed by the storms of life, he provided her with an overwhelming sense of

warmth, tears glistening at the corners of his eyes

sending his sister off to be married had already

it were his own

chest. He quickly shook his head, refusing

he always felt like

music accompanying them, the Salvador father and daughter

granddaughter prepared to walk down the aisle. His heart

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

eyes shut, the faint blush in his phoenix eyes intensifying, and when he opened them again, the

sound, tears streamed down his face without warning.

forward to take

placed his daughter's hand into the man's burning palm. "I know it's probably unnecessary to say this, but I have to

I will," Ryan replied, his

of love,