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.

his previously calm face flushed like

stood in the center of the red carpet, dressed sharply in a suit, ready to escort his daughter down

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

not embarrass his precious daughter on her

healthy, she was still quite weak. Even the simple act of lifting her skirt and stepping out of the carriage made her legs tremble

the end, it was Justin who carried her

feel emotional. His

Gregory's side. She took his arm as they

forward. However, she could not resist

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

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

off to be married had already tugged at his

it were his own

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

about having children, he always

them, the Salvador father and daughter pair

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

standing atop the 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

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

streamed down his face without warning. Yet his

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

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

promise I will," Ryan replied,

love, as they slowly walked