Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 256

Chapter 256

The next day, their trip officially began.

Along with them were Ray and Eric.

Members of the Death Guild blended in with the tourists to ensure the safety of the two.

They were planning to visit the entire seaside resort area for a tour and inspection.

Ophelia wore a white Polo skirt, paired with a white sunhat. Her high ponytail poked out from behind the hat's adjustment strap, giving her a lively look.

Half of her cute, delicate face was hidden behind oversized sunglasses, and she had a lollipop in her mouth, adding a playful charm to her appearance. It was a rare style for her.

Beside her, Kenneth, who had seldom been out of his formal attire, wore a black Polo shirt and shorts, matching Ophelia's outfit. He still had on a black baseball cap.

The breeze by the seaside was refreshing, but the sunlight was intense. The two of them sat in the shaded sightseeing vehicle, with Charles, the head of the resort, seated in front of them.

He turned around and introduced the area to them. "This is the golf course, next to the racecourse. There's a small bar beside the racecourse.

"Behind the hotel, there are two cultural streets selling various trinkets and souvenirs, and another street filled with food stalls that's really lively in the evenings."

Charles spoke, his attention focused on Ophelia.

Most girls would probably be interested in these things.

However, Ophelia showed no reaction, nor did she express any desire to visit any of them.

Under her sunglasses, Ophelia's clear eyes were focused on the surrounding constructions and facilities.

Along the way, it seemed like the only thing she'd seen was a public restroom.

The sightseeing vehicle continued forward. "This is an indoor venue with facilities like darts, board games,

The resort area was large, and after completing the inspection, Ophelia noticed a few issues.

Her delicate brow furrowed slightly, and Kenneth immediately noticed her change in mood. "What's wrong?" Kenneth asked.

Hearing Kenneth's voice, Charles quickly turned around, waiting for Kenneth's orders.

and racing..."

Everything had been built according to the original blueprint, constructed step by step over the past year, with Charles overseeing the entire process. Charles desperately tried to remember, fearing something had gone wrong. Ophelia took off her sunglasses and the lazy vibe she'd been giving off disappeared, replaced by her usual businesslike demeanor.

Her tone became professional. "First, the waste segregation isn't done properly. The trash bins are too far apart. Second, there aren't enough public restrooms.

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"On the way here, near the acaside area, there was almost no one is frome of the meat were lining up in front of the women's restroom

"Even though this is still in the trial phase, this is already happering When the

might become inadequate

Also, because men and women have different physiological needs, women generally take longer. You should consider increasing the number of stalls in the women's restrooms"

After Ophelia finished speaking. Charles was momentarily stunned

He was about to explain, but before he could, Kenneth opened abottle of water and handed it to Ophelia "Drink some

water.

Kenneth's voice was gentle, and his thoughtful action left Charles completely bewildered

Is this really the Mr. Sinclair I met a year ago? How har he become so gentle? This is unbelievable, Charles tough

Ophelia took the bottle, took a small sip, and continued. Also, there's no need to set up a ticket booth at the venue. Hotel guests can access it with their room cards, and the racecourse and golf course should be the same. "When I looked earlier, the room rates were already quite high, and if there are additional charges for these things, it's

unreasonable.

Charles glanced at Kenneth.

Kenneth sighed, his eyes full of affection.

Kenneth's original intention had been to bring Ophelia here to relax, but Ophelia had become fully immersed in her work

Kenneth lifted his eyelids, tilted his head slightly, and with a small flick of his eyes under the cap's brim, he looked at Charles. "Did you hear that? Do you want me to repeat it?"

Under the weight of Kenneth's gaze, Charles felt a chill run down his spine, the all-too-familiar sensation returnin

"I... I heard it. Charles stammered.

Charles quickly agreed, and that afternoon, he immediately began expanding the women's restrooms, adding more trash bins and public restrooms, as well as revising the business model according to Ophelia's suggestions. Charles never expected that after spending a year on the island, so much would have changed outside.

When Charles first met Kenneth, he had been dealing with an incompetent senior executive in the Sinclair Group.

Kenneth's methods had been ruthless, his actions unpredictable, and his eyes cold with no warmth. The oppressive aura surrounding him was so intimidating that just standing before him made one feel a silent, invisible pressure as if it came from hell itself. Charles never expected that, in just over a year, when he met Kenneth again, he would have changed so much.

Charles couldn't believe that Kenneth could be so gentle.

After lunch, Ophelia had planned to take a look at the resort hotel's interior, but Kenneth stopped her.

Kenneth squinted at her. "Ophelia, let's take a break.

Kenneth wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace, half leaning against the small bar counter. "We're here to relax, not to inspect the place. Even if we're reviewing things, the experience matters

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Ophelia was held in his arms, and instinctively, she wrapped her arms around Kenneth's neck. "This is my first vacation, and I don't know what I should do."

"Go to the beach?" Kenneth suggested.

"Sure," Ophelia replied.

However, not long after Kenneth said that, he regretted it.

He looked at Ophelia, who was wearing a white bikini, her skin smooth and delicate. Her high ponytail was styled into a bun, making her look even more playful than in the morning.

"Forget it. The beach is too sunny." Kenneth's brows furrowed deeply. 'Who bought her that bikini?' he wondered. Jealousy surged inside him, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, a weight pressing on his chest. "If you want to swim, you can swim in the pool and see how the water quality is," Kenneth said.

Kenneth's attitude shifted quickly, and his tone became matter-of-fact and professional, leaving no room for objection.

Ophelia chuckled.

She understood him.

He had a strong sense of possessiveness.

This was the first time Ophelia had worn something like this. She hadn't expected Lisa to bring her such a sexy swimsuit.

Ophelia only had the courage to wear it for Kenneth and didn't dare wear it in public.

In truth, she was afraid of the sea. After all, when she had traveled through time, she had spent three days in the sea before her death, and in the end, Kenneth had carried her into the sea.

So Ophelia had a deep fear of the ocean.

The entire afternoon, she stayed in the pool, swimming like a mermaid, occasionally practicing holding her breath. "Why don't you come in?" Ophelia leaned over the edge of the pool, looking at Kenneth, who was sitting on a chair. She truly felt the ease and comfort of vacationing.

Kenneth tilted his head slightly, running his fingers over the ring on his ring finger, turning it once. "I'm wearing a ring. What if I lose it?"

Ophelia rolled her eyes. "Then why don't you just take it off?' she thought.

Ophelia swam two laps before getting out of the pool.

Water droplets slid off her body as she picked up the juice from the table, and took a big sip through the straw.

"What's wrong? Are you too hot?" Kenneth asked. The weather was so hot here, and Ophelia had been swimming for a while. Right now, she just wanted something cold.

"I want some ice water." Ophelia was feeling really hot.

"Okay. But don't drink too much. I remember your period is coming soon." Kenneth took a towel from the side and wrapped it around Ophelia, gently wiping the water from her body.