The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 2087

Just then, the girl happened to be looking at him with delight. Their eyes met, but the connection was pure and innocent, untouched by romantic feelings.

“Ah…” Carrie's smile brightened as she waved the red rose in her hand at him.

Ralph smiled back.

But as he kept smiling, his eyes began to sting, his vision blurring as the beautiful girl in front of him gradually became harder to see.

To say he felt no regret would be a lie. Yet he harbored no resentment and never considered trying to make up for that regret. All he wanted was for her to find happiness.

Standing by the carriage, Justin wore a black suit, matching the rest of the groomsmen. He did not want to outshine the groom. Still, he looked strikingly handsome—enough to leave anyone breathless.

As Carrie’s brother, he would escort his beloved sister to her wedding ceremony.

Watching her walk toward him step by step, Justin twitched his nose as he felt a sting, and his eyes subtly moistened. But despite the emotion, a smile of deep joy and satisfaction spread across his lips as he stood ready to fulfill his duty one last time.

Carrie’s cheeks blushed as she gently placed her delicate, gloved hand into her brother’s palm.

This scene tugged at Bella’s heart. She stood silently behind them, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

From the moment she fell in love with Justin, she had dreamed of walking down the aisle with him.

She was a simple woman who longed for a grand wedding the whole world would witness, where she would stand proudly by Justin’s side.

Life did not have to be extravagant. However, when she loved someone, it should be passionate and grand. Her heart was the most fervent rose in this vast, blooming landscape.

However, reality often proved to be cruel and complicated.

But she had faith in him. She believed that one day, everything she hoped for would become a reality.

“Wait, wait a minute!”

Standing behind the crowd, Declan felt a shock run through his heart. His eyes widened in disbelief.

In the Sentania royal family, every female member received a custom-made tiara at birth. It was a one-of-a-kind heirloom that accompanied them throughout their lives. They would only wear it on solemn, special occasions.

Who would have thought the little princess would dare to bring out such a priceless treasure? How audacious!

“My goodness... Is that a royal tiara? It’s stunning!” Amelia gasped, covering her mouth in awe.

“That would fetch an astronomical price at an auction!” Roza, who had seen her fair share of grandeur, stared wide-eyed, utterly captivated.

“This is a tiara from the Sentania’s royal family. It’s a symbol of power and status, passed down through generations. It would never be sold at auction. Because that would diminish the royal family’s prestige.” Bella fixed her eyes on the tiara. Even as a top-tier jewelry designer, she found herself completely entranced by its allure.

Just then, Princess Annabeth’s bright smile widened, her voice filled with joy.

“Ms. Salvador, this is my gift to you. Congratulations on your wedding.”