Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
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as Victor said in a more serious tone, his expression remained steady and dignified, showing no trace of emotion.

Victor continued, "I don't want to dig into what you've been doing in Dellanex these past two years. Patrick is my son, and you too, but I never thought things would get this far. That's enough."

Hearing Victor's words, Ophelia, who had previously been indiferent, became dissatisfied.

She asked, "Enough? Do you have the right to say that? When Patrick repeatedly tried to hurt Kenny and was after him, where were you to tell him that's enough? And when Ronan shot at Kenny, you just watched your father try to kill your son! "Well, you're the one who should shut up and leave. You can take this old bastard today, but if it happens again, Kenny might consider your family ties, but I won't."

Victor was taken aback, pausing in his attempt to help Roman, as his gaze slowly moved to Ophelia nearby.

Victor seemed surprised that Ophelia dared to speak to him like that.

In his whole life, he had never been lectured by a young lady before.

Victor thought she was quite courageous.

He remained expressionless, like an elder tolerating a younger one's mistakes, casually looking away without responding, as if she wasn't there.

Victor said, "Kenny, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself and don't always get angry."

After that, Victor left with Ronan.

Kenneth's jaw slightly twitched, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Ophelia recognized that expression; it was the same one he had worn when Ivy spoke those words to him in Milagia.

Ophelia held Kenneth's hand and softened her tone, "Didn't you say you'd cook me something at home! I'm hungry Kenneth snapped back to reality, looking down a Ophelia, but suddenly everything went dark.

He propped his hand against his forehead, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and then the darkness faded away.

"What's wrong?" Ophelia looked up at Kenneth with concern.

He had been searching for Ophelia all night, so he must be very tired.

Kenneth gazed at Ophelia, his palm gently resting on her smooth cheek, his thumb softly caressing her skin. It appeared as though he could never get enough of looking at her.

"I'm fine. Let's go home," he said softly, a hint of tiredness in his voice,

"Okay," Ophelia replied and nodded, linking her arm with his as they boarded the yacht together.

Ophelia wasn't aware of the issues between Kenneth and Victor, nor did she want to ask Kenneth about them; she didn't want to bring back any heavy memories to him.

She just wanted Kenneth to be happy, to be that overly proud and arrogant man he once was

Ophelia believed they would have their own life together in the future.

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Finally, they left the island.

Once they reached the shore, Ophelia realized how close the island was to the slums,

The West End docks were originally located in the slums and only later moved to their current spot.

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At Rosewood Manor, Chloe sat on the single-seater sofa, facing the door. Her legs were together, elbows on her knees, fingers interlocked as she prayed that Ophelia was safe.

Her eyes occasionally glanced at the man lying across the couch next to her, with Wyatt sprawled on top of him, both asleep.

Chloe grabbed a blanket and draped it over Wyatt.

Just as she sat down, her gaze involuntarily shifted towards Noah's lower half, where a dinosaur tail conveniently covered his Tap.

Chloe pulled her gaze back and continued to look towards the door

Occasionally, she glanced over at the two sleeping people.

After watching them for a while, Chloe got up and took a blanket, covering Noah.

Noah pubbed his nose with his hand, opened his eyes, and was in the middle of yawning when he found himself locking eyes with Chloe who was covering him with a blanket. Suddenly, a familiar feeling swiftly took hold of him

Noah's heart raced again as he blinked in confusion. He asked, "Have we met before?"

Chloe frowned, regretting she had stood up to cover him

"No," she replied in an even tone.

Noah mumbled, "Oh..."

Noah stretched his arms, gazing at Wyatt in his arms, and smiled dotingly, which stunned Chloe.

She quickly picked up Wyatt from him, avoiding eye contact.

Chloe said, "You'd better go upstairs and rest! No need to keep waiting with us."

Wyatt was not as comfortable as earlier, rubbing his eyes while lying on Chloe's shoulder and blinking.

Noah said, "It's okay. I'm just really worried about that kid. If I didn't have to stay here to keep you and the baby safe, I would have gone with them myself."

His words were a bit awkward, as if implying Chloe and Wyatt were a burden.

"Like we need your protection. Chloe muttered softly, obviously unheard by Noah

"It's already dawn, Why don't you take a rest?" Noah sat up from the couch and said, "It's still warm here."

Chloe said nothing, turning her head away, and ignoring Noah.

He suggested. "If you're not going to sleep, you can let this little thing lay here comfortably"

Wyatt muttered, "Mommy... Holding me like this is uncomfortable..."

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Chloe glanced at Wyatt in her arms and asked gently. "Didn't Mommy always hold you like this before?"

She didn't expect Wyatt to have actually learned to say no to her.

Chloe mumbled, "Well, okay!"

Hearing the cute whimpers from Wyatt, Chloe sighed and gently laid him back on the sofa.

Noah covered Wyatt with a blanket.

Chloe felt that the blanket didn't suit Wyatt, and she was also not satisfied with the person who had covered him with it.

Chloe ended up tossing the one Noah used aside and replaced it with her own.

Your kid is quite good-looking, but he doesn't really resemble you, Noah joked cheekily, only to be met with a sharp glare. "Ahem.... I was just saying!" Noah explained.

He thought. Her glare's terrifying!"

Noah asked again, "By the way, where did you learn your hacking skills? You're almost as good as me."

Not getting a response from Chloe, he continued, "I don't even remember who taught me. My memory isn't great, so I've mostly forgotten. Whoever taught me must be furious if they saw how I'm doing now!" The more Noah laughed, the darker Chloe's expression became

She was a

almost driven to the brink of anger.

He said, "Well, it's not easy taking care of a kid by yourself. I heard from the little guy that his dad passed away. Is that true? It must've been tough on you. How did his dad die?"

Chloe looked up at Noah dressed in a green dinosaur onesie.

"A plane crash," she stated.

Noah said, "Well, that's quite something. I was in a plane crash too back in the day, but I managed to survive! Lucky, right?"

Chloe said, "Yeah. Really lucky

"Don't give me that look. I was lucky, unlike your husband who wasn't so fortunate," said Noah