Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Chapter 312

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Ophelia and Victor sat down in a café across from the hospital, with plainclothes officers standing about a dozen meters away. It was still before seven, and the place was nearly empty.

Victor wasn't confident in ordering coffee, so he slid the menu card over to Ophelia.

She casually ordered two drinks.

Once the coffee arrived, Victor finally spoke slowly, "I know that it hadn't been for you, with Kenneth's personality, he wouldn't have agreed to help. Thank you again."

Ophelia took a sip of her coffee, her eyes lowering to focus on a spot on the table in silence. She didn't want this kind of gratitude at all.

She didn't regret helping to catch the drug dealers or saving those officers. She shouldn't have allowed the person she loved most to be put in danger. It was only when she saw Kenneth being shot that she realized how close death was to her. She was human, and she could feel fear too. She finally understood why he always got so upset whenever she rushed forward to confront him.

So now, all she wanted was for Kenneth to be okay, and for her to be okay too. She decided she wouldn't do anything so reckless again.

Seeing her silence, Victor continued, "You should be aware of Kenneth's health issues, right?"

Ophelia looked up. It seemed he knew about it too.

"I hope you'll consider Kenneth's situation and let him return to Ivy. She's from a family experienced in pharmacology and knows how to manage the toxin in his body. If you truly love Kenneth-" Before he could speak, Ophelia let out a soft laugh. Her lovely eyes met Victor's deep gaze. Her fingers stopped their gentle touch on the coffee cup. In that moment, everything became clear to her. "You knew about the toxin in Kenneth from the start, didn't you? Is that why you left him with Ivy for so many years without getting involved?"

She was smart. A touch of admiration appeared in Victor's eyes. In the past, his father, Ronan, had promised him that he could marry Grace as soon as he achieved the top position in the military district. But unexpectedly, fate did not go as planned, and Grace had an accident. By the time he heard the news and hurried back, Kenneth had already been taken away by Ivy.

He went to Milagia to replace Ivy and found out that Grace took the poison herself back then to save all of Dellanex. Because of this, Kenneth was also poisoned. He had no choice but to leave Kenneth with Ivy. After hearing what Victor said, the smile on Ophelia's face slowly turned bitter, and her eyes turned cold. "So, do you really care about him?"

"What?" Victor didn't understand what she meant.

"Who considered his feelings? You think leaving Kenneth with Ivy was the best decision? Do you feel you're so noble for doing that? Did you ever ask if he wanted that?

"He was just nine, having lost his mother, and you, his father, left him. Where were you when he was humiliated, kneeling all night in the snow? Where were you when he wandered alone into the slums?" As Ophelia spoke, her eyes began to tear up. It felt like her heart was squeezed tightly. She thought of the boy walking alone

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in the snow, silently picking up bottles behind her. Just thinking about it made her heartache intensely.

At that time, he was truly homeless and wanted to wander with Her. Deep down, he was so kind, yet with Ivy, he endured things he shouldn't have, filled with years of hatred and suffering Kenneth was painful every time he thought of those grudges. Seeing his pained expression broke her heart. Her Kennie shouldn't be like this.

Victor sat there for a long time without uttering a word,

Ophelia stood up and said, "I won't let Kenneth go back to Ivy. If she had a way to cure him, she wouldn't have delayed all these years. Regardless of the future, I'll face it with Kenneth," A cast this way, her Kennie was really happy. She wouldn't do anything to hurt him, and she wouldn't let anyone else do it either. She didn't want him to live with hatred.

Ophelia turned around just in time to hear the man behind her say, "Maybe, once you become parents, you'll understand."

Her shoulders shook slightly, and as she laughed, tears started to fall. "If it were me, I'd do everything I could to replace a cure, instead of leaving him to someone with ulterior motives. Victor, stop trying to convince yourself. That's not greatness." After saying this, Ophelia left the café without looking back. She picked up some breakfast from a nearby café and headed back.

When she got back to the hospital room, Kenneth was resting with his eyes closed. He hadn't even taken off his glasses, maintaining the same position as when she left, with his hands by his sides, slightly sitting up.

She quietly placed the breakfast on the table. As she walked to his side, she looked at his shadowed face, tracing it with her

eyes.

She leaned closer to him, feeling his breath, kissing from his nose to the corner of his lips, and then finally capturing his lips. She kissed him back and forth until she saw his Adam's apple move. Ophelia chuckled. "Pretending to be asleep?" She playfully blew on his eyelashes, a smile on her lips.

"I wasn't, but you woke me up with your kisses," Kenneth opened his eyes, amusement sparking in his deep, swirling eyes. Ophelia was truly clever. Suddenly, his gaze fixed. "Did you cry?" Kenneth frowned, reaching up to gently stroke her cheek, staring at her slightly red eyes.

Even though she'd washed her face and composed herself before entering, he still noticed. "Got soap in my eyes while washing," She quickly made up an excuse, avoiding Kenneth's eyes, and gently nestled against his chest. "Kennie, I feel so happy. I want to have a baby with you. Once your surgery is over, let's have a baby, okay?"

With her head resting beneath his chin, Kenneth gently stroked her hair. "Okay," It was the first time he'd agréed so quickly. Once he was recovered, they'd leave everything behind and replace a place to live quietly together.

"Do you prefer a son or a daughter?" Ophelia looked up at him. They'd hardly ever talked about this.

"As long as it's our child, even if it's a monkey, I'd still love it."

What are you saying?' Ophelia thought. She frowned as an image suddenly appeared in her mind. They were both good-looking, so they couldn't possibly have a child who looked like a monkey. She sat up from his arms. "I'm serious." Kenneth thought for a moment and then replied sincerely, "A boy."

"Are you preferring boys over girls?" Ophelia looked at him intently.

Kenneth chuckled softly. "I need to show you that I didn't have a lover in my past life."

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"Hmph. If it's a daughter, let's see what you'll say then," Ophelia gave him an eye-roll.

"If it's a daughter, she will definitely look like you."

"Why?"

"Because in my past life, you were my true love." Ophelia stayed silent.