Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 180

Chapter 180

Ophelia walked out of the principal's office and encountered two or three teachers she'd seen in her previous life, but she couldn't recall their names.

Descending a few more steps, Ophelia saw a pair of leather shoes coming up, followed by a pair of dark blue baggy suit pants.

Then, a metal-buckled belt appeared beneath a large belly with shirt stretched tightly around it and a suit jacket draped alongside, and finally, a middle-aged man's round head popped up. The man adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, and his small eyes widened when he saw Ophelia.

"Which class are you from? I've never seen you around before."

His voice was warm and hearty, his face wore a friendly smile while his small eyes turned into slits.

"It's a big university. Are you sure you've seen every student?"

The man chuckled awkwardly, observing Ophelia up and down, and thought, 'Such a pretty girl! There's no way I wouldn't remember seeing her.

That look made Ophelia very uncomfortable.

The man was the head of the Fashion Design department, Zackary Gross.

Ophelia remembered him so clearly because she had suffered a lot at his hands in her previous life.

He was a typical two-faced person. With his sincere appearance and manipulative skills, he fitted in well at the university, creating an image of an honest and upright man in the public eye. But few knew about the dirty things he had done, like harassing and sleeping with his female students, accepting gifts, and

so on.

In her previous life, Ophelia had bumped into Zackary right after she enrolled in the university.

Ever since then, he had deliberately targeted her.

When later he accepted gifts from Emily, he became even more blatant in his behavior against Ophelia, making her school life during those six months quite difficult

Zackary climbed a few steps and looked Ophelia in the eye. Are you looking for someone? Tell me the name, and I'll help. you."

"No need."

Ophelia walked past him to the side.

Zackary purposely moved two steps in her direction "Oops! Sorry about that."

He then stepped back to clear the way

Ophelia walked by, leaving behind a faint, pleasant scent.

Even after Ophelia had walked quite a distance, she could still sense Zackary's creepy gaze, like a toad on her foot, making her sick.

She returned to Enzo's office and browsed her phone on the couch.

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Just then, Ophelia heard two sets of footsteps echoing down the hallway.

"Couldn't replace anything. There's no record of a new student in the files. It's tough to track her down without a clear picture or her name."

The footsteps approached closer and abruptly stopped right outside the office door.

Ophelia turned her head and locked eyes with Carly at the door

Carly froze mid-knock, her hand suspended in the air.

Looking at Ophelia, Carly was stunned by her beauty when she suddenly thought, 'Wait, isn't this the girl from the forum?'

Carly felt frustrated, reluctantly admitting that Ophelia was attractive while thinking, 'Why is she in Ms. Tyrus's office? Could she be a student of Fashion Design? What are you doing here?"

Ophelia glanced at the girls at the door.

She recognized them; the one speaking was Lesly Cordova, and in front of her stood Carly, the top student in Fashion Design.

Carly had long, straight hair and was exceptionally talented in design, especially good with colors.

Ophelia thought, 'Carly is probably Ms. Tyrus's favorite student, I saw several of her award-winning designs just now. Although she isn't stunning at first glance, Carly has a comely face, and due to her bold dressing style, she captivated many guys

"In my previous lives, we were in neighboring classes, and ever since I took her title as the belle of Fashion Design, Carly had been resentful and plotted a lot to embarrass me openly and secretly

Carly looked at Ophelia with a hint of caution, holding a stack of design drafts in her arms, her hands slightly clenched.

"Carly, it's her," Lesly murmured.

Carly ignored Lesly's words but questioned Ophelia. "Are you from our university?"

Carly thought. I have already recognized her. Do I need others to tell me that? This area was a college town. Maybe she's from another school."

Ophelia didn't think well of them both and replied nothing.

Lesly was irritated. "Hey! We're talking to you. What's your name? Are you from another school or a new student at Dellanex University?"

Even though it was March, a freshman who registered last September could start the school now.

"Who do you think you are? Didn't you already replace from the student files that there is no new freshman? Why are you still asking?"

Lesly swallowed, realizing Ophelia had overheard their earlier words.

Carly said, "Sorry, we're just wondering

"Noisy

Ophelia stood up and forcefully shut the door.

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The light dimmed for the two who had met with a cold reception at the doorway.

"Why is she so stuck up" Lesly was annoyed, "Who is she to shut the door in our faces?

Lesly wanted to push the door open bur was stopped by Carly. she's from our school, will we ever miss a chance to teach her a lesson? Have you forgotten why I'm here?" Carly's voice was just loud enough for Lesly to hear, and she thought, I am the vice president of the student council. Taking care of this new girl would be easy!"

"Exactly! What's the use of having a pretty face? Carly is the best Fashion Design and has won awards she couldn't even dream of Lesly raised her voice on purpose. Ophelia heard everything inside the room.

"Enough. This is Ms. Tyrus's office. Don't cause trouble.

Carly thought. If this girl had any connection with or was a relative to Ms. Tyrus, our words could get us into trouble.

Soon, Enzo came down from the principal's office and saw Carly and Lesly standing at the door.

Carly handed the design drafts over. "Ms. Tyrus, this is our class semester project."

"Alright, thanks, Enzo said as she took the drafts and was about to enter the office.

"Ms Tyrus, I have two questions I'd like to ask you," Carly said.

"I'm afraid now's not a good time. Come and see me this afternoon, Enzo politely declined.

Before Carly could say anything else, the door was closed again.

Carly felt upset, thinking, "Normally, Ms. Tyrus wouldn't act like this. She always takes me seriously

Enzo entered the office, covering her mouth as he coughed lightly, looking unwell.

Ophelia quickly stood up and poured her a glass of water. "Ms. Tyrus, are you okay?"

"It's nothing. When you reach my age, getting sick is inevitable, Enzo said while coughing, placing the design drafts on the table and sipping the water slowly.

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After her throat felt a little better, Enzo set the glass down, picked up a notebook from the table, and handed it to Ophelia.