Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 78

Chapter 78

"It should be my boyfriend who hired people to protect me. Although Ophelia didn't really need protection, she still thought those people were impressive. She hadn't expected that the bodyguards Kenneth hired were all top-level assassins.

speaking is so much like his

Ophelia thought, "Kenneth is really a spendthrift. How much money did he spend hiring these people? Just thinking about it felt wasteful, but her tone when she spoke earlier carried a hint of pride. She realized, I really have been influenced by Kenneth. My way of "Your boyfriend?" Eric turned his head to look at Ophelia. Ophea's mouth lifted, and her star-like eyes sparkled. He clicked his tongue in disdain. "You actually got a boyfriend?"

The smile on Ophelia's face instantly faded. "What do you mean I'm already married, okay?"

She should have said "husband", but she wasn't quite used to calling Kenneth that yet. If she referred to Kenneth as her husband, he would surely be overly pleased. Moreover, according to Kenneth's way of thinking, he might even consider her calling him "husband" a sexual innuendo.

Sugar swirled around Eric's teeth. "Then those thugs are my wedding gift for you."

Ophelia sighed. "Uh...fine."

Eric didn't ask any more questions. Just by looking at her recent state, he knew she was doing well, and he finally saw the smile on her face that she only had as a child. That was enough for him.

When Ophelia returned to Rosewood Manor, it was already past two in the morning. The lights in Rosewood Manor were still on, and Lisa's room door was open, with a TV playing a drama starring James. Hearing the noise, Lisa immediately came out. "Miss Spencer, you finally came back! Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

A warm feeling surged in Ophelia's heart. There was a time when she longed for her family to wait for her to come home. "I'm not hungry. You should go to sleep. No need to wake up early tomorrow."

Lisa sniffed the air and felt she caught a whiff of something fishy wondering. Is it from the cool breeze at night?' She looked Ophelia up and down, and since she looked fine, just like when she set off, she felt relieved.

Ophelia returned to her room. Without Kenneth there, the bed felt cold. Holding her computer, she wrapped a blanket around her legs and sat on the couch, her fingers continuously tapping the keyboard. It was almost dawn before she managed to get some sleep.

The next morning, she delivered the gems to the studio and helped Eric rent an apartment on the same floor as Chloe. Then, she casually dropped by Chloe's place to play with Wyatt for a while

Chloe's apartment was warm and tidy, with all sharp corners covered with foam cushioning.

Since Wyatt had a congenital bleeding disorder, also known as hemophilia, they had to be especially careful not to let him bump into anything, and he needed to go to the hospital regularly for check-ups and to replenish missing clotting factors. Although there was currently no complete cure for this disease, fortunately, Wyatt was still young, and early treatment. wouldn't affect his survival.

However, it was quite difficult for Chloe to take care of Wyatt by herself, and being a strong person, she refused to accept Ophelia's help for free. Now that Eric lived on the same floor as Chloe, he could lend her some support

"Chloe, could you let Eric come here to learn during Wyatt's tutoring sessions?" Ophelia asked.

"If he wants to." Chloe came out of the kitchen and placed some fruit on the table.

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Just then, a news segment played on TV. "The owner of Cameo Charm in Mineroca died in a car accident. This event was worthy of celebration throughout Mineroca.

The interviewees expressed that heaven had eyes, and they exposed Eden's crimes over the years as he dominated Mineroca, such as oppressing the common people, signing unfair clauses, and harming out-of-town tourists, among other things. "So many people suffered because of him. He really deserved to die," Ophelia said.

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Chloe handed Ophelia a piece of apple and smiled, "You are truly like a Spider-Woman, with your heroic deeds everywhere." Chloe's tone carried a hint of helplessness as she thought, 'When will she ever think more about herself?"

Ophelia changed the news and handed the remote control to Wyatt. "Do you want to watch cartoons?"

"Yes," Wyatt replied sweetly, his big blue eyes keen and lively, not forgetting to turn around to seek Chloe's approval.

"You can only watch for half an hour," Chloe said.

Only then did Wyatt take the remote control and tune it to the cartoon channel.

Ophelia observed Wyatt, who was focused and serious, wondering, 'He has such beautiful big eyes, a prominent nose, and an innate noble aura. What kind of person is his father?' Ophelia had asked Chloe this question before, but Chloe was unwilling to bring it up, only saying it was just an accident, so Ophelia gave up.

At that moment, a Twitter notification popped up on Ophelia's phone. [Emily donated 1.5 million dollars worth of supplies to children in impoverished areas, a touching act.] In the photo, Emily appeared without makeup, standing with a group of children.

A little girl who looked about six or seven years old held a Barbie doll and carefully said to the camera, "Thank you, Emily, for the supplies. I will study hard to repay all of you." The camera inadvertently captured Emily, her eyes red and tears welling up. Ophelia silently admired her, thinking, 'What great acting!

Soon, Emily was all over social media. She was spotted visiting elderly people and donating to schools in impoverished mountainous areas. Public opinion of her took a turn for the better. "Whether it's genuine or just for show, at least she actually did it, and that alone is commendable."

Then, there were rumors that Sungate Entertainment would collaborate with the renowned screenwriter Elliot Ashford on a new movie.

"Renowned screenwriter Elliot," Ophelia scoffed, her emotions unclear.

Chloe looked at her. "What's wrong?"

"Chloe, do you remember Kevin?"

Chloe lowered her gaze, pondering for a moment before reluctantly recalling who he was. "That middle-aged man who loved literature?" Ophelia nodded.

In the slums, everyone only thought about filling their stomachs, but only Kevin would spend all his money on books, pens, writing, articles, and poetry collections.

Kevin taught Ophelia how to write her name, letter by letter. She vaguely remembered that before Kevin left the slums, he smiled at her and said, "Elia, I finally have the chance to write a book. When I publish it, I'll treat you to candy and cake." He patted her shoulder, his eyes filled with hope.

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Chapter 78

Kevin believed he could finally pursue the path he loved, but unfortunately, he was exploited and became a ghostwriter without any rights to his work. The so-called renowned screenwriter, Elliot, had produced scripts over the years that were all written by Kevin. Elliot gained fame and fortune through these works.

The new movie being produced by Sungate Entertainment in collaboration with Elliot was Kevin's last work.

She remembered in her previous life, on the day this movie premiered, Kevin jumped to his death. No one believed that someone from the slums could write such a remarkable work, and no one cared about Kevin, the "inferior This time, Ophelia determined not to let this tragedy happen