Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 160

Chapter 160

Noah's comment was a bit annoying.

Seeing Chloe showing signs of anger, Noah quickly stood up and said, "Uh, how about I get you a glass of water?" Chloe took a deep breath.

As the tall green dinosaur strode by her, she found her thoughts in disarray and struggled to decipher her own emotions.

Chloe thought. If it weren't for that face, he wouldn't look similar to him at all.

After a while, a few cars pulled up at the entrance of Rosewood Manor.

Seeing Ophelia step out of the car, Chloe immediately stood up and walked over quickly.

Ophelia was draped in a black coat, her outfit pure white, with her black hair cascading over her shoulders. She looked purely beautiful. Standing next to Kenneth, she appeared gentle and graceful. Ophelia looked the same, yet her temperament now contrasted sharply with her usual cool and rebellious demeanor.

Chloe felt that Ophelia was meant to be like this, cherished and loved. Ophelia deserved to have someone to rely on and care for her.

Now Ophelia was no longer alone, unsupported, or left to endure her suffering in solitude.

Ophelia called out to her, "Chloe."

Chloe frowned, immediately noticing the bandage on Ophelia's forehead. "Do you have any other injuries?" asked Chloe.

Her gaze scanned Ophelia up and down.

Ophelia replied, "Nope, I went to the hospital before coming back. Don't worry."

In the car, Kenneth explained what had happened. It turned out Ophelia's call for help was accidentally made to Chloe. Luckily, it was Chloe,

If Chloe hadn't noticed something was wrong so quickly, Kenneth might not have found Ophelia in time.

Noah swaggered out, holding a steaming cup of water.

He said, "It's great you're fine. You know what they say, surviving a big ordeal brings good fortune!"

No sooner had Noah finished than three intense glares shot at him.

"Did I say something wrong again?" Noah scratched his head.

He wondered, Isn't it a wonderful blessing?"

"Since you're back safe and sound, I'll take my leave," Chloe said and turned around to the living room. She picked up Wyatt and pulled the hood over his head. Ophelia said, "It's still early. Have breakfast before you go. Let Wyatt sleep a little longer."

"No, thanks," Chloe replied.

Wyatt yawned and said, "Ophelia, you're back. Did you get injured? Does it hurt?"

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Ophelia said, "It doesn't hurt, Don't worry, Wyatt."

Chloe glanced at Kenneth, nodded slightly, and without much expression, said, "Goodbye."

After speaking, she walked right past Noah without even glancing at him.

Noah asked, "Hey! Aren't you going to drink the water I poured for you?"

Ophelia looked a bit confused and turned to Noah, asking. "Did you upset Chloe?

Noah looked innocent and said, "No way! I just asked how Wyatt dad died. Does that really count as upsetting her?"

Ophelia almost rolled her eyes, thinking, 'Doesn't it?

Ophelia swallowed her frustration and ignored Noah. No wonder Chloe left so quickly.

"Let's go," said Ophelia.

Kenneth took her hand and guided her upstairs.

Noah was left standing there, his eyes automatically trailing in the direction Chloe had gone,

His heart was pounding hard

He wondered, 'Oh no, am I going to die?"

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Inside the house, Ophelia was taking a shower when Kenneth got a call from Finlay.

He still had no idea what had happened last night. As the party was winding down, the hosts suddenly added a hot spring event on the cruise.

Finlay was taken to the hot spring and fell asleep afterward.

When he woke up, it was already morning.

The cruise had docked, and the

e party was over.

"What's going on? Did something happen?" Finlay asked, puzzled

"No. Looks like the Carnegie family isn't very helpful," Kenneth said in a cold voice, not allowing Finlay any chance to ask. more questions before hanging up.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Before long, a soft and gentle voice came from inside, Kenneth, can you help me get my clothes? I forgot to bring them in" Kenneth smiled, the coldness from his eyes just moments ago completely vanished. He walked over and picked up the clothes next to him, while a small and tender hand stretched out from the bathroom

door.

Ophelia asked, "Kenneth, where are my clothes?" She withdrew her hand, feeling helpless

"Call me honey, Kenneth said.

He enjoyed being called like that.

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Ophelia said, "Honey, give me my clothes"

Kenneth said, "You've got an injury on your head, so let me help you."

His tone was affectionate and caring.

"Okay," Ophelia agreed readily.

She lifted her gaze, her bright and beautiful eyes looking at Kenneth.

She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his lips.

She employed a small ruse to enlist Kenneth's assistance.

Kenneth squinted, his eyes forming a captivating crease that stretched from the inner to the outer corners. She actually pinned him against the wall,

In the evening, Kenneth wore a black turtleneck and gray coat as he briskly walked into a private hospital.

The elevator door slid open, revealing a hallway on the third floor packed with bodyguards. Kenneth was alone, yet no one dared to stop him.

Ms Davidson, Mr. Sinclair is here, a middle-aged housekeeper reported as she entered the ward. Phoebe's eyes immediately snapped open. "Kenny? Did you say Kenny is here?" she asked. Phoebe's pale face suddenly showed surprise and joy.

She knew Kenneth would come to visit her.

Seeing her expression, the housekeeper swallowed the words she was about to say.

Phoebe urgently said, "Quick, help me sit up." Any movement that strained the gunshot wound on her right shoulder sent aching pain throughout her entire body. Phoebe's face and lips turned even paler. She looked so weak, brushing her hair away with her left hand.

A bodyguard outside pushed the door open, and Kenneth stepped into the ward.

"Kenny Phoebe's voice was soft and weak.

Every time she saw Kenneth, her heart raced, and she had practiced saying "Kenny in her mind countless times.

"How are you doing?" Kenneth asked, lifting his gaze to Phoebe without much expression.

Hearing Kenneth's concerned words, Phoebe got even more flustered.

She replied understandingly, "Don't worry. I'm fine."

Though Phoebe said so, the pain etched on her pale face and brow told him she was seriously injured.

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