Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 79

Chapter 79

On Monday, Ophelia received a call from Harry. "Ma'am, the stocks you recommended have all dropped right at the opening today. This trend doesn't look good."

Ophelia lowered her voice. "If you think it's going to lose money you can sell them now. Don't blame me later.*

Harry felt embarrassed upon hearing this and laughed awkwardly, "How could I? You know the money I used to invest in stocks was borrowed. Putting in such a large sum made me feel oneasy."

"Investing in stocks, you gain or you lose. But I have a feeling that the stocks you hold will see a significant rise before Friday. If you don't believe me, feel free to sell anytime."

"Of course, I believe you." Harry thought to himself, 'If I had listened to her earlier, I would have made a fortune by now. Since she is so confident, I'll wait and see. Every time those stocks dropped before, they suddenly surged. When they go up this time, I'll sell.' Ophelia hung up the phone, took out the SIM card, broke it in half, and threw it in the trash can.

Wyatt needed to go to the hospital for a check-up today, and since Ophelia had some free time, she went with Chloe.

Because Wyatt had not registered as a citizen, they could only go to expensive private hospitals.

While waiting in the lounge area, Wyatt sat there quietly like he always did. Perhaps he didn't understand why he always came to the hospital so frequently.

"Are you hungry? Should I buy you something to eat?" Ophelia asked.

Wyatt nodded but remained silent.

"What do you want to eat?" Ophelia's tone was gentle, and if Kenneth heard her, he would surely be jealous. "Mommy, what are you eating?" Wyatt sat on the sofa in the lounge, looking up and tugging at Chloe's arm. "I'm not eating," Chloe replied.

Looking at the sensible Wyatt, Ophelia reached out and touched his head. "Then I'll see fit."

Chloe forced a smile and nodded.

Ophelia left the hospital and went to the convenience store across the street to buy some food. When she returned, she saw a Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.

A man leaned on a crutch as he got out of the car. Under his coat he wore a high-neck gray sweater and black trousers, but one pant leg was empty. His bodyguard immediately took a wheelchair from the trunk and set it up. The man sat in the wheelchair, his brow furrowed, exuding an irritable demeanor. His profile bore a resemblance to Kenneth, creating an indescribable strangeness.

Ophelia thought, 'Is that Patrick? Did he come to this hospital for treatment?'

Initially, Ophelia didn't pay much attention to Patrick's appearance since the Sinclair family still hadn't found out that Ophelia and Kenneth were married. However, she inadvertently spotted Mark coming out of the hospital. Ophelia wondered, 'Wasn't he supposed to go to Shinova with Kenneth?' She followed behind, carrying breakfast. Just as she was about to get on the elevator with them, she was stopped by the bodyguard. "Please wait for the next one." Ophelia had to take two steps back and looked up, meeting Mark's gaze. He immediately averted his eyes.

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As the elevator door slowly closed, Ophelia caught a glimpse of Mark pressing the button for the eighth floor through the mirror. She pulled her gaze away and waited for the next ride.

After accompanying Wyatt for his examination, Ophelia noticed that the Rolls-Royce had not left yet. Instead, several low-profile black Bentleys were also parked there.

She took out her phone to check the time again. Mark was supposed to be Shinova with Kenneth. She wasn't worried about Mark secretly associating with Patrick behind Kenneth's back. She was just concerned about Kenneth.

'Is Kenneth in the hospital, too? What happened to him?' Ophelia felt anxious, countless thoughts racing through her mind. When she reached the first-floor lobby, Ophelia paused in her steps.

"What's wrong?" Chloe turned to look at her, and Wyatt raised his head as well.

"Chloe, you take Wyatt home first. I have something to do." Ophelia realized that whenever it came to anything related to Kenneth, she could not think calmly.

Chloe didn't ask any more questions and left with Wyatt.

Ophelia glanced at the hospital directory. The eighth floor was designated for VIP wards, which were off-limits to the public.

Ophelia thought, 'Patrick has so many bodyguards around him. And if this is just Kenneth's plan, my reckless approach might cause trouble for him.' Ophelia shifted her gaze and spotted a nurse on duty. She then promptly followed her.

Kenneth lay in a well-equipped, oversized ward. He had his eyes closed, and his complexion was an unhealthy shade of pale. Standing beside the bed were several high-ranking members of Sinclair Group, along with Patrick, who sat in a wheelchair, looking impatient. "Do we really have to wait as long as he sleeps?" One person spoke up, and the others chimed in.

"Mr. Sinclair is seriously ill. Someone has to take charge here."

"Yeah, we can't be without a leader."

Mark wore a cold expression. "Mr. Sinclair was attacked in Shinova, and the ones who knew his itinerary must be the high-ranking officials. So, will you admit it yourselves, or should we wait for Mr. Sinclair to wake up and personally question you?"

The others exchanged glances as they thought dismissively, 'Can the bastard even get up after this?'

Mark's gaze swept across the faces of these older men, wondering, 'Do they really want to pull Mr. Sinclair down from the CEO? They usually act righteous, but at this critical moment, they still stand with Patrick.'

Patrick squinted at Kenneth on the bed, a barely noticeable smile on his lips, thinking, 'You went through all this just to pave the way for me."

Kenneth slowly awoke from the bed...

The elevator doors opened, and Ophelia, dressed in a nurse's uniform with a nurse's cap and mask, pushed a medical cart down from the elevator. She looked up and saw black-clad bodyguards standing at the elevator entrance, in the hallway, and by the ward door. As soon as she stepped out, two bodyguards stopped her and searched her.

One bodyguard checked the cart she was pushing, while the other used a metal detector to scan her up and down, then ordered, "Hand over your phone."

Ophelia reluctantly pulled out her phone, thinking, 'Good thing I didn't take the green diamond phone Kenneth bought for

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me today.'

"Go ahead." The bodyguard released her. Ophelia pushed the cart to the ward door and heard a familiar voice.

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Kenneth's voice was hoarse. "What? Are you disappointed I woke up? I'm not dead yet, and you're already so eager to usurp my position? Get the hell out of here." He raised his voice, then coughed heavily.

"Kenneth, don't get angry. Take care not to lose your breath," Patrick said with a smile, his expression treacherous and sly.

Ophelia saw this scene through the rectangular glass window on the door, her heart suddenly constricting. Her grip on the cart tightened, her knuckles turning white, and her eyes above the medical mask were cold and filled with resolve.

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