The Divorced Heiress Revenge Chapter 613-Carrie hopped to the snowman, and Millionaire rolled the snowman’s head back.
She carried the snowball and got on her tiptoes to put the head back.
Millionaire wagged its tail and circled the beautiful girl while rolling by her feet.
“Hahaha. Aren’t you cold, Millionaire? I’ll knit you a sweater.” “Woof! Woof!” Millionaire wagged its tail, seemingly to acknowledge Carrie. He jumped on Carrie excitedly and licked her cheeks.
“Hahaha, that tickles! Stop it, Millionaire.” Carrie fell to the ground, and they started rolling around in the snow.
Ryan watched the heartwarming scene and stared at Carrie lovingly.
He thought he could never have such a mundane yet happy life It never occurred to him that Carrie would be the one to give it He had what other men had, too.
“Mr. Hoffman, Millionaire is a biter and only listens to you. I didn’t expect Millionaire to get along well with Ms. Carrie,” Yasmin approached and said with a gratifying smile.
“Millionaire’s a perv.” Yasmin thought to herself, ‘Well, the pet takes after the owner.’ Ryan was jealous of Millionaire pouncing on Carrie and was tempted to disown the dog.
Damn it. He had stooped so low to be jealous of a dog.
“Millionaire, leave her alone!” Ryan shouted angrily.
He went over and helped Carrie up. The latter was covered in snow.
“There’s too much snow. I don’t want you to catch a cold.” He leaned forward and brushed the snow off her.
“Thank you, Ryan.” “Don’t thank me.” Ryan fixated on her pretty eyes, his breath sweeping against her rosy cheeks. “Carrie, you are important to me. It makes me happy to be with you. I should be the one to thank you.” “But I have done nothing.” Carrie looked confused.
“You have done a lot.” Ryan gripped her frozen hands and rubbed them against his her hands to his lips and breathed out warm air.
“Come to my arms.” The man unbuttoned his black coat, and she nestled into his embrac She nuzzled up against him and closed her eyes in comfort, enveloped in his scorching testosterone.
Ryan felt a fiery sensation creeping up his loins.
“Carrie.” “Huh?” Carrie’s soft voice sounded muffled.
“You can only behave like this with me.” Ryan lowered his gaze at her, his eyes fervent in the snowstorm. He wished he could hold her forever. His voice was raspy. “I will be angry. if you behave like this with someone else. I can be scary when I’m mad.” “H-How scary?” Carrie was timid, and it showed in her eyes..
The affectionate look on Ryan’s face was bewitching as he drew close to her face, his lips nearly touching hers. “Very scary. Do you want to test me? Hm?”