The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 617
Zoe was completely stunned, and her pale face slowly darkened, as if
she were possessed.
“Ryan... What are you saying? Are you disowning me as your sister?
Ryan!”
Ryan ignored Zoe and focused on Carrie, rubbing her trembling back
over and over.
“Don’t be scared. Don’t be scared. I’m back. No one will dare to hurt
you again. No one.”
But this time, Carrie was not as obedient as she once was. Her breathing became heavier as she resisted Ryan’s touch. She
was like
a prickly little hedgehog.
“No... You’re not my brother. You’re Zoe Hoffman’s brother...”
Her soft and powerless little hands kept pushing against Ryan’s solid chest. With every push, Carrie wished she had a knife she
could use to stab into his chest and hurt him. “Let me go! I want to go home... I
want Grandpa. I want to go home!”
“Carrie, be good, please...” Ryan tried to coax her, eyes red.
“Let go... Let me go!”
But no matter how Carrie cried and screamed, Ryan refused to let go,

not even for a second.
On the contrary, he held her tighter.
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His large, rough palm wrapped around her slender waist. His grip was so tight that her fair skin had turned red through her white
dress.
Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and pressed his thin lips to her ear, his voice hoarse as he said softly, “You’re right. I’m not
your brother... I’m your man, Carrie.”
Zoe’s eyes widened with shock as she watched her brother give all his love to the girl she had bullied since her school days. Zoe
thought she could bully Carrie forever.
She felt like her heart had been dug out and her soul was going to be
ripped in half.
The pain was crippling. It hurt a hundred times more than when she
found out Justin loved Bella Thompson!
Ryan was the most important man in Zoe’s life. She always thought that she would be able to live her whole life capriciously as
his
younger sister.

But no, she could feel herself losing the protection that was once
solely hers.
He was going to give it all to Carrie Salvador!
“My... Man?” Carrie looked up, her teary eyes filled with heart- wrenching confusion.
“Yes, yours.” Ryan’s voice was husky, and his eyes smoldered with
passion.
Zoe’s sparkling crystal palace life was about to fall to pieces.
Yasmin smiled in relief from a hidden corner as she watched Ryan
confess his feelings to Carrie passionately.
Carrie had taken a beating, and her trauma had been triggered by Zoe’s appearance. She had been through a lot and ended up
crying
herself to sleep in Ryan’s arms.
Ryan carried her back to her room and used a clean towel to wipe her sweat and tears away before tucking her under the
covers.
“Mmph...” Carrie rolled over. Her brows were scrunched deeply, which
showed her discomfort.

Ryan’s heart clenched with sadness, anger, and self-reproach. His
handsome face was serious and pale.
“I’m sorry, Carrie. It’s all my fault. I didn’t protect you well...”
Yasmin pushed open the door and walked in gingerly. She stood there, hesitant to speak for fear of disturbing her boss’ tender
moment.
“Say what you want to say.” Ryan gently caressed Carrie’s cheek, but his expression was cold.
“I have the footage you asked for.”
Yasmin walked over to Ryan and respectfully handed the phone to
him.
Ryan managed to rush back so quickly because he knew what was happening at home through the dozens of surveillance
cameras he
installed.
There were practically no blind spots.
With his phone, Ryan could monitor the situation at home remotely, in
real-time.
He stared at the phone with a glum face.
Ryan watched from the moment Zoe entered and ordered her people to restrain Fiona, up to the point she burst into the house to
hit and
kick Carrie.
He remained silent for a moment.
“Mr. Hoffman, what do you think...?”