The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge



Snow fell from the sky on a winter day, portraying a scene of purest sanctity and romance.

It was Christmas Eve. In the distant country of Botvia, the Hoffman couple's fairytale-like wedding arrived as scheduled.

The Salvadors and Thompsons used their private jets, and the two families landed at Botvia's airport one after another.

Ryan rented the entire historical estate, using the castle in the front to host the wedding ceremony and the one in the back to settle his family and friends. He rented the entire estate for a month.

It meant that even after the wedding, his guests could stay if they wanted to admire the beautiful scenery of Botvia more and fully explore the foreign country.

The estate was a historical site and had never been privately rented before. This was the first and probably the last time.

For this, Ryan found the estate's owner and placed himself in a humble position. At the same time, the price he offered shocked even his father-in-law, Gregory, who was born with a silver spoon.

The night before the wedding, Ryan and Gregory took a walk around the estate.

Ryan introduced the history of this building patiently and earnestly. He knew every tree and plant in the estate like the back of his hand, as if this estate were his home, and he was the noble and elegant duke.

"Ryan, how did you know so much about this place?" Gregory looked at his handsome and gentle face, his eyes filled with surprise.

"I went through so much to rent it, and it would be the last time in my life. To create beautiful memories, I made sure to understand this place thoroughly."

Ryan smiled gently and earnestly, a soft glow of happiness flashing across his eyes. "I'm thinking that when Carrie and I are old, sitting in the house and flipping through photo albums, I could tell her so many stories. Isn't that great?"

Gregory's heart ached emotionally, deeply moved. He exclaimed, "Ryan, you've put much thought into this. But I'm curious, how did you convince that old duke to rent this place to you?"

Ryan slightly pursed his lips. "I told him my love story with Carrie from the beginning when we started dating. He was moved and thought of his wife, who had passed away for many years. So, he finally decided to let us have our wedding here.

"I also showed him Carrie's artwork. He loved it and immediately said he wanted to buy it, but I didn't let him spend the money. After getting Carrie's agreement, I gave him the painting for free."

Hearing this, Gregory was moved, but the emotions beneath his eyes became complicated and shady.

Once, he was just like Ryan, deeply in love and uncontrollably infatuated with Justin's mother.

If he had not misunderstood Mary; if he was not manipulated, deceived, and used by Shannon, Gregory and Mary would have been the perfect couple, a beautiful love story for the ages.

However, in the end, it was nothing but a fleeting dream. His love, his passion, his woman, all turned into ashes in the midst of blood and conspiracy...

"Dad, thank you," Ryan suddenly said.

Gregory quickly hid the sorrow in his eyes and asked, "Thank me?"

"Thank you for allowing Carrie to marry me."

Even though their wedding was tomorrow, even though they had no more obstacles anymore and everyone blessed their union, at this moment, when Ryan said this, his eyes were still red, and his voice choked up.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"When you say that, it makes me ashamed to raise my head."

Gregory smiled bitterly as he shook his head, his heart aching. "You don't need to thank me. If you must, thank Carrie's grandfather and Justin. They were the ones who always supported you, while I tried to tear you apart and even sent my daughter to that beast from the Solloway family... I'm a horrible father. From now on, treat Carrie well and take good care of her. I won't interfere in your life together. Don't worry."

"Dad, don't say that. I've never blamed you."

Ryan comforted his emotions, his voice gentle and low. "Back then, before I avenged my father and dealt with those troubles at home, I couldn't give Carrie a peaceful life. Now, everything is at the right time."

Gregory smiled self-deprecatingly and pulled out something from the inner pocket of his coat. He took Ryan's hand and put it in his palm solemnly.