The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Two adorable, enormous mascots holding balloons walked toward them and stood side by side in front of them. Their clumsy and amusing appearance made Carrie smile again.

Ralph observed the chubby dog mascot and pink bunny mascot in front of him. It seemed like this was their first day on the job. They were moving so awkwardly and stiffly that he felt embarrassed for them. "Can I have a balloon?" Carrie's eyes sparkled like crescent moons as she reached out.

The dog mascot was completely stunned. However, the pink bunny mascot immediately reacted. It spun around the spot and handed Carrie a balloon.

"Thank you." Carrie's delicate face blushed as she smiled.

The pink bunny mascot hopped excitedly, gesturing enthusiastically for a photo together.

Ralph's eyes glimmered with laughter as he took out his phone. The pink bunny mascot gently pulled the shy Carrie over and carefully sent her into the arms of the dog mascot.

The warm plushy enveloped Carrie, and she closed her eyes in comfort as she leaned in.

The dog mascot raised its heavy arm, gently wrapping it around her waist and pulling her into its embrace with tender care.

In that instant, Carrie's heart trembled violently. A familiar feeling surged through her, leaving her momentarily lost.

Just then, a singer employed by the park performed a song on a nearby stage. It was a lyrical rendition of "One Last Time".This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The dog mascot suddenly turned around, facing Carrie. Like a noble prince, he extended his hand to her, inviting her to dance.

Carrie stared at him in a daze, her slender hand lightly falling into the dog mascot's palm.

With the gentle melody playing, they ignored the onlookers and danced gracefully under the sun.

Backward, forward, spin, and spin again...

These familiar dance steps evoked a tidal wave of longing for Ryan within Carrie.

She felt like she had returned to

Willow Creek Villa, where he taught her to dance under the moonlight. The man had skilled and elegant, dance steps, while she always danced clumsily. Every time she stepped on Ryan, he would hook her chin and kiss her deeply before letting her go.

"Once you get the hang of it, we'll be dance partners for life."

-"Don't dance for anyone else. Dance for me and me only."

Carrie held her breath, her eyes reddening, letting her tears blur her vision. Yet she dared not let them fall.

"One last time, I need to be the one who takes you home..."

Meanwhile, capturing all the

beautiful moments on his phone et

Ralph felt his heart pounding heavily. His pursed lips were holding back some complex emotion.

Just then, the lively pink bunny mascot hopped over to Ralph. It draped an arm around Ralph's shoulder and quickly whispered in his ear.

"Mr. Ralph, I'm Yasmin. Please send the photos to Mr. Hoffman later. Thanks."

"I already guessed." Ralph smiled helplessly. "You two really know how to put on a show."

"You guessed? Since when? Was it that obvious?!" The pink bunny mascot covered its chubby hands over its mouth.

Ralph's lips curled faintly. His gaze toward Carrie and the dog mascot was filled with indescribable envy and longing.

At the end of the song, the dog mascot bent down and gently touched Carrie's forehead with his own.

In that instant, Carrie could no longer hold back. All her suppressed emotions burst forth, and tears streamed down her face.

Stunned, the dog mascot hugged Carrie again, gently patting her back and silently comforting her.

He wanted to speak, but he feared he would scare her away.

But he longed to embrace her like

enabashedly expressing his

intense love and telling her, "Don't worry. I'm right here with you."