The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 679

Chapter 679 

Carried stuttered, “I… I don’t… I don’t want to dance.” 

Initially, Carrie sat comfortably on the sofa in the corner. She was 

sipping juice and enjoying a slice of cake. 

Little did she know that Ryan would insist on dragging her onto the 

dance floor! 

Carrie had seen her parents and Bethany dance, but she felt it was 

not for her. Besides, she never expected to be the center of attention 

in such a setting. 

“It’s okay. I’ll teach you slowly, Carrie.” Ryan bent down, placing his 

hands gently on her shoulders, patiently coaxing her. 

“Ryan, I don’t want to.” Carrie lowered her head, looking pitiful. There was a little smear of cream still on her lips. “Everyone here can dance so well, but I can’t, and I’ll embarrass you. Besides, I don’t like 

crowded places. It makes me anxious.” 

Ryan’s eyes narrowed, feeling an indescribable discomfort. The second statement was what truly hit his heart. 

He genuinely cared for her. However, his excitement often led him to 

get carried away, causing him to overlook her social anxiety and 

autism. 

“Ryan, are you mad at me?” Carrie felt anxious as she observed his 

silence. She shuffled her feet awkwardly. 

Ryan quickly kneeled in front of her, revealing a devilishly charming 

face that could enchant the world. Using his fingertip, he wiped away 

the cream from the corner of her lips and licked his fingers. 

“Mmm! So sweet!” 

Carrie’s rosy cheeks instantly turned red, and she shyly clenched her 

delicate fists. “Why did you do that? It’s… It’s so dirty.” 

“Why would it be dirty? You’re sweet and fragrant all over, Carrie.” Ryan’s charming eyes sparkled sincerely. He firmly held her cold. 

hand, covering it. 

Carrie’s heart raced like a startled rabbit. “Really?” 

“Of course, when have I ever lied to you?” 

When Ryan locked eyes with Carrie, a mischievous thought crossed 

his mind. He smirked and asked, “You’ve been sitting quietly all night. 

How about letting me teach you to dance?” 

“I’m really clumsy.” Carrie confessed, lacking confidence. 

“It’s oka 

okay. I’ll teach you slowly.” Ryan leaned in close to her ear warm breath teasing her earlobe. “Just like when I taught you to k 

“Ah!” Carrie turned crimson, letting out a surprised exclamation at t unexpected analogy. 

Ryan playfully gave himself a light smack on the mouth. “Stay focused! Be serious, you pervert!” 

On the other side, the Thompson family’s gathering was equally lively. Sasha was in high spirits, holding a glass of red wine and dancing 

with Amelia. 

Surprisingly, Mila was dancing with Asher, leaving Ralph 

dumbfounded! 

“Mom! If you want to dance, you could either ask Dad or me. Why are you dancing with Asher?” Ralph looked at his mother helplessly as she gracefully danced with Asher. 

However, it had to be acknowledged that when his mother danced, she not only looked youthful but also radiated elegance. One could 

imagine how remarkably beautiful she must have been twenty years 

ago. 

“I wouldn’t want to dance with you. You’re so clumsy and awkward. 

Catching criminals suits you better. Dancing isn’t your thing!” Mila 

teased as she twirled with Asher.