The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1591

“Had too many oysters? My foot! You crazy girl… A feast of oysters wasn’t enough?!”

…

The oysters really packed a punch.

That night, Ryan pinned Carrie beneath him multiple times, sweating and laboring, while she could only cry and beg for mercy.

“Honey… When will you bless me with a bunch of little pandas?”

As they reached the peak of their passion, Ryan’s hot lips brushed against Carrie’s flushed ear, coaxing and teasing her.

Sweat drenched through Carrie’s delicate body. She then wrapped her slender legs around his narrow waist, accentuating his perfect V-line. She endured his passionate love. Yet her eyes remained vacant, her mind elsewhere.

*

After Wyatt’s condition stabilized, he grew weary of the daily smell of disinfectant and could not wait to return to Yara Park to recuperate.

Asher spent a fortune converting a large room into a makeshift hospital room. He even bought a million-dollar treatment device for his father. The attending physician was none other than Arnold.

Wyatt looked around the room, his thick eyebrows furrowing in anger. “Asher! What is wrong with you?!”

Asher was momentarily stunned.

Standing behind him, Arnold silently worried, embodying the concern of a devoted wife.

With a silver tongue, Axel scratched his head. “Dad, what’s wrong with Ash? Aren’t you the one who’s sick?”

“Damn you!” Wyatt raised his hand, ready to smack his second son.