The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 1832

Carrie curled up in the dusty corner, shivering in the cold despite it being the height of summer.

At this moment, Jason, who had been silent all the time, walked to Carrie. He took off his uniform jacket and draped it around her shoulders as he squatted down.

She was about to thank him when she realized that he was staring straight at her soaked chest.

The young lady was just entering puberty, so her small breasts were faintly visible. Her white bra could be seen through her soaked shirt.

Carrie screamed faintly in panic as she covered her chest with trembling arms.

“Carrie, let me touch it, okay? Just once. Nobody will know about it.”

The boy sputtered vile and offensive words with a sincere tone, much like a demon’s murmur.

When she recalled it now, Carrie still felt as if she were falling into an icy lake, a chill spreading throughout her body.

……

“I know why you are so desperate to marry Carrie off.”

Justin clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. “If you’re mad, you can come at me. As a parent, you shouldn’t sacrifice your daughter’s lifelong happiness for a moment of satisfaction!”

“Justin, have you learned how to insult people in a roundabout way from that Thompson girl? You’re villainizing my good intentions!” Gregory pointed at Justin’s face angrily. “Carrie is my daughter. Why will I harm her? All of my choices are for her own good!”

Justin sneered without hesitation, “You’re thinking about your own future. Entering into a marriage alliance with the Solloways would benefit the Salvador family and you.”

The air froze, dropping to an icy point.

Gregory’s face went from red to white. His son tore away his mask, which only added to his anger.