Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 7

Chapter 7

Serena was just about to mention that Ophelia had already paid for the gown when Family stepped forward and longan live arm through Nathan's, playing the role of the ever-so-considerate sider "Nathan, Elia does look pretty good in that gown, doesn't she? Maybe we should do her a favor and pay for it Emily suggested, her smile warm, but her eyes glinting with barely concealed condescension Nathan scoffed, "Emily, you're way too kind for your own good. Have you forgotten how she treated you before? And didor she make it crystal clear the other day that she's got nothing to do with our family anymore! Why would she need our help toa pay for anything?" Emily put on a face of concern, frowning as if genuinely worried. "But Nathan, that's a runway piere she's wearing Ire really

In expensive." She sounded so sympathetic, as though Ophelia's financial state was of deep concern to her, Yet her words rang loud and clear-Ophelia couldn't possibly afford it.

Nathan's lips twisted into a smirk. "Well, that's her problem, buit it? 11 she's dumile enough to splurge on something way out of her league, that's her embarrassment, not ours. His voice then turned mocking Ophelia, if you beg me rarely, maybe I'll consider buying you something from the clearance rack

At his words, Serena shot him a look, frowning at the abunnlity of his words. Meanwhile, the sales associates parking Ophelia's purchases couldn't help but stifle their giggles, glancing at each other with knowing smiles.

Emily, standing nearby, felt the atmosphere shift but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Something in the room had changed But before she could make sense of it, Ophelia, without a word, took the scissors from Serena's hand. In one smooth motion. she snipped the tag from the dress with an audible stap.

At the counter, Aria finished ringing up the purchase and respectfully handed over the black card, addressing Ophelia with deferential tone. "Miss, your purchases are all packed. If you'd like, we can have them delivered directly to your home. Just leave us your address" Nathan's eyes widened as he looked toward the clothing racks, which had been stripped bare. The counter was covered in an impressive pile of shopping bags. His jaw dropped as his mind tried to process the imposable. These are all hers? No way. Where the hell did she get the money?

Emily stood frozen, a mixture of shock and disbelief coloring her face. 'Did the saleswoman mean all those new arrivals were bought by Ophelia? That's impossible.

As Ophelia calmly provided her address and took back her card, she cast Nathan and Emily a look that was dripping with disdain-like she was watching a pair of pathetic clowns.

Nathan, unable to contain his anger any longer, barked. "Ophelia, where did you get that kind of money?"

Ophelia's expression remained indifferent, barely acknowledging his outburst. "And what business is that of yours? Then, turning to Emily with a smirk, she added, "Sorry, but I've bought all the new arrivals. Why don't you pick something from the sale rack? I'll even put it on my tab"

The room fell into a stunned silence. Nathan and Emily's faces twisted in humiliation. The carefully curated personas they had maintained were cracking

"You scheming little witch, Nathan spat, his fists clenching as his face reddened. "You already paid for it, and you still put on that little act and pretended you couldn't afford it, just to make me look like a fool? That's what this is, right?"

Ophelia's eyes glimmered with cold amusement. "Did I say I couldn't afford it? I've been letting you two entertain yourselves this whole time. Why should I interrupt your little performance?"

With a casual shrug, Ophelia reached for one of the bags, pulled out a gown, and let it drop unceremoniously to the floor in front of Emily with a dramatic swish, "Consider this your tip for the show"

Emily's face flushed red with rage and humiliation, her lists trembling by her sides. Never in her life had she been so publicly. shamed. She squeezed her fists tighter, her nails digging into her palms, but after a deep breath, she loosened her grip and lifted her gaze, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Elix, Sorry. I. I didn't mean to

dismissing her without a second glance. She strode toward the

c

the verge of tears, felt his protective instincts kick in. Furious and fueled by a wounded

throw a sharp, mocking look over her shoulder. "And what

over. "Then you're asking for a beating," he growled, raising his fist as he

teach her a lesson.

still calm as ever. With a swift tilt of her

knew what hit him, Ophelia seized his wrist, yanked him forward, and slammed

groaned, collapsing to his knees, clutching his stomach

Ophelia getting beaten up by Nathan. However, when she finally stepped out, her heart skipped a beat as she witnessed the

threats, gave him a mocking smile.

with suspicion. "Nathan,

insinuation of what a young girl might exchange with

disgust. "Shameless. She's nothing but an embarrassment to our

Her air of effortless grace drew the attention of passers-by, men and women alike. Despite wearing nothing more than a simple, unadorned dress, her beauty seemed ethereal, otherworldly even, as though she were far removed from

World

then, her phone buzzed, and seeing the familiar number, her lips curved into a deeper smile. It was

rich, baritone voice echoed through the line, instantly

take it you saw the credit card bill? I forgot to mention that I'm a bit of

filled her ear, a sound so full of indulgence that it sent a pleasant

make

even curious about where we're going?" His voice carried

I'll follow-as long as you don't

her playful answer. "I could never," he said, his voice dropping to a deep, velvety murmur, the kind that brushed

the call ended, Ophelia continued her spree, sweeping through two more stores before finally heading back

Manor

to show her any disrespect. Liam, Kenneth's trusted aide, had

Chapter 7