The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Bella saw Ryan walk over. His handsface looked worn out.

“Oh my, Ryan, what's up with you? Were you trying to dig a tunnel in your room last night?” Bella teased him.

“|... Sigh. Don’t mention it.” Ryan sighed gloomily.

How should he say it?

If he complained about Bella's brother in front of her, Ryan would put his best friend in a difficult spot.

Bella could sense that there was something on his mind, but since he did not want to say it, she stopped pressing further.

“Do you want to eat? I'll make another portion for you if you want.” Justin turned back to look at him, his hands not stopping the

work.

“l don’t have an appetite. I'll skip breakfast.”

Ryan walked to the refrigerator and opened it, taking a bottle of iced water and then downing it in one go after twisting off the cap.

Then he crumpled the empty bottle and took a deep breath. “Bella, Justin, | want to get married to Carrie today.”

The couple were stunned. “What? Today?!”

“Yes. Today.”

Ryan's gaze was intense, and his voice was deep and hoarse. “I've thought about it. Dragging things would only bring more

trouble. | don’t care if my family agrees to it or not. I'll get my marriage license with Carrie first, so we will be legally married. She

will be my wife and the Hoffman Group's lady boss. Even if my grandfather disagrees, there's nothing he can do about it. I'll

compensate Carrie with a grand wedding of the century after | get a hold of the Hoffman Group. Carrie will understand my

decision.”

Justin frowned slightly, forgetting to flip the eggs in the pan. They end up burned.

“Justin, my documents are at home, so I'll return hto get them later. Where's your family’s register? Can you get it today?”

“Ryan, what are you planning? You're acting weird today.” Bella's eyes narrowed.

“Why? | just want to marry Carrie. Why are you two looking like that? Shouldn't you cheer forand giveyour support?”

Ryan's brows furrowed anxiously.

“Ryan, you've been dating Carrie for a while, and you've always been able to wait. Why did you suddenly becso restless?”

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ooked at him worriedly. “Also, our

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“]..."” Ryan clenched his fists.

“Also, have you dealt with your family’s internal affairs?”

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stern, as if she and Justin were

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jrandfather &Ad your mother agree

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jrandson, which is you, and he

reasures you greatly. How will he

see Carrie, then? Do you want Carrie

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“Carrie is my wife! My lover! Who would dare look down on her?!” Ryan's eyes reddened, refusing to take in Bella's words.

They made it sound as if he were useless.

Bella shook her head. “Ryan, | have

no doubts about your love for Carrie.

But you haveg%-thought it through

yet. What dogou want? What kind of

life do yotwant to provide for ~~ >

Carrie? The situation now is that you

canngbhave both the Hoffman?

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Grodp and Carrie. If you fail to

agitre the Hoffman Groug; you will

undoubtedly disappoint your father's

expectations. If you want to be with

Carrie, you must be prepared to be

excluded from the center of power.

Are you willing to let go of

something within your grasp?”

“Why can’t | have both? | want the Hoffman Group, and | want Carrie even more!” Ryan's sharp brows twitched, his eyes widening.

“Nobody's saying you can’t be together. You have to keep your cool now. Victory is within reach, so don’t sabotage yourself.”

Bella stared at him suspiciously, sizing him up. “What happened between you and Carrie last night? Stop holding it in and let

experienced people like us advise you. Don’t keep it to yourself and end up depressed.”

“Most importantly, we're worried you'll do something stupid.” Justin's thin lips parted, bringing a plate of breakfast to Bella.

Justin was more skilled at this job than Wilma was. He even enjoyed it.

“It's not that good. Eat while it’s hot.”

Justin's handsand cold face had a heavy contrast with the apron he wore.

A sweet smile bloomed from the corners of Bella's eyes. She suddenly stood up and hooked her arm around Justin's neck, pecking

him on the cheek.

“A reward.” She tipped his chin up with her fingertips.

Justin's thick, long eyelashes fluttered, and he eagerly responded to her kiss, savoring the sweetness.

Ryan slumped by the table like a deflated ball, feeling down in the dumps, as if his house had been stolen.

“I have a love rival.”

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