The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

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Justin grimaced. “Bella...” “I'm just kidding. Look at you.” Bella gave his cheek a little squeeze, but she was upset because his cheeks had sunken. “You look haggard. Are you trying to makefeel sorry for you?” Justin interlocked his fingers with hers and fell silent, the tear stains from last night still evident on his face.

After much consideration, he decided not to talk about it. Instead, he sealed her lips and engaged in a lingering kiss.

He would remember the hurt and pain for her and make it up to her for the rest of his life.

Carrie woke up to learn Justin and Bella were there. Her face lit up with joy.

She wanted to check on Bella, but Ryan held her from behind. “Give Bella and Justin stalone, my dear wife. They had it rough.” “Uh... But | miss Bella.” Carrie's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

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“Don’t you miss me?” Ryan turned his wife around to face him and gave her a sad look. “I didn’t sleep a wink last night. Don’t you miss me?” “Uh... | see you every day.” Carrie looked confused.

Ryan pouted.

Oh, no.

Ryan was still in the honeymoon phase of the relationship, but Carrie acted like they were an old couple now.

Panicking, Ryan wrapped his arm around Carrie's waist and locked tongues with her. Carrie melted in his arms.

Carrie drew back after a moment, a sliver of saliva trailing from her lips.

“Be good and see Justin and Bella later, okay?” Ryan's fingers rubbed against her moist lips. He was pleased with her bashful and intimate response.

“Alright then.” With the kiss taking her breath away, Carrie said meekly, “I'll make Bella a cake. She has a sweet tooth. I'll deliver the cake to her later.” Since Carrie wanted to show off her baking skills, Ryan would make sure everything was in order.

Once Yasmin prepared the ingredients and tools, Carri fed up he sleptepguedn hbo ; and worked like a’busy bee in the kitchen. Ryan could not get enough of her. english | want some, babe. Feed me.” Ryan ilted his bottom asi iter.

ange Fhioleany g'toward Carrie vith an open mouth. Content )elongs to english Having a playful moment, Carrie swiped a lick of butter and wiped it on his chin. She held her belly and burst out laughing.

“Oh, my. Someone's naughty. I'm going to eat you up.” As the couple fooled around, the doorbell rang.

“Huh? Are you expecting a guest, Ryan?” Carrie blinked in surprise in Ryan's embrace.

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Ryan furrowed his brows.

First of all, Ryan rarely met guests at home. Secondly, only a handful knew where his hwas.

“Yasmin, go and see who it is,” Ryan instructed solemnly.

“Sure thing, Mr. Hoffman.” Yasmin went to check it out.

However, she was not back for a long while.

The sudden thud in the hallway scared them.

“Wait here, Carrie. I'll go and check it out.” Ryan walked into the living room and gasped sharply at the visitor.

Yasmin, who was trained professionally, was pinned down against the wall by a handsman.

“This place is pretty sweet. | like it.” Drew narrowed his eyes and looked around. When ote jis fiell on R eqsporerie , he urled his iS aybe | should get a property here, and we can be neighbors.”

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