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 face flushed like the

carpet, dressed sharply in

regimen for two months. He even dyed his hair

these to ensure he would not

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

it was Justin who

not help but feel emotional. His eyes reddened with

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

However, she could not resist looking back. Her eyes glistened as

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

with warmth, tears glistening

already tugged

were his

surged through Justin's chest. He quickly shook his head, refusing to

thought about having children, he always felt

Salvador father and daughter pair

in the front row with Matt by his side, Nigel watched as his granddaughter prepared to walk down the aisle. His heart swelled with a mix of emotions, and tears of

was the tall and handsome groom. Ryan gazed intently at his bride as she slowly

he opened them again, the image of his beloved was a blur, then sharpened

without warning. Yet his

tears flowing, Ryan stepped forward to

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

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

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