Revenge Of The Jilted Bride
Chapter 20
Jilted Bride 20
Chapter 20
Ophelia clung to Kenneth, her arms wrapped tightly around him like a lifeline, the warmth of his body providing a fragile Ishield against the cool night air.
"Grandma." she murmured softly, her words slipping in and out of coherence as if she were suspended between the realms of dream and reality. Her voice was delicate, a whisper barely audible against the backdrop of the distant hum of the city. Kenneth cradled her gently in his arms, moving with a tender grace as he carried her back to the car. The night wrapped around them like a soft blanket, the world outside fading into an unimportant blur. They spent the entire night cocooned in that vehicle. the low hum of the city in the distance.
As dawn broke, the horizon began to awaken, spilling soft pale hues of gold and lavender across the sky. Ophelia stirred from her slumber, her brow furrowing slightly before her eyes fluttered open. Through the windshield, she caught sight of the sunrise.
She'd seen sunrises over the slums before, but this one felt different-almost as if she were in another lifetime. Kenneth hadn't slept a wink. His voice, low and cold, sliced through the silence. "You've seen it. Now let's go home." The sharpness of his tone sent a shiver through her, pulling her from the warmth. She'd barely had a glimpse of the sun. But Kenneth wasn't asking for permission. He started the engine without waiting for a response, and the car roared to life. tearing down the road as if the very air of the place suffocated him. The engine's growl was loud in the quiet dawn, the speed making it clear that staying another second here was unbearable for him.
"Of course, she thought. A man like Kenneth could never stand a place like this. It's almost like his body rejects the slums on
instinct.
"Don't come back to places like this again," he said, his voice gruff with command. "You're mine now. You don't need to live that old life anymore. Understand?"
'Old life? Does he even know what my life was like? Ophelia bit her lip. nodding quietly like a child caught doing something wrong, her gaze fixed on her shoes. She was still wrapped in Kenneth's coat, its weight comforting yet foreign.
Kenneth had spent the entire night with a deep, aching pain in his chest. He couldn't shake the memory of her clinging to him the night before, her fragile voice breaking through the silence as she murmured, "Kenneth, you're all I have left. Can we have a baby? I want a family..."
Then, out of nowhere, shed whispered something that had stabbed at his heart. "Do you know what my birthday was as a kid! June 1st. I used to pretend Children's Day was my birthday because the amusement park would give our free balloons and little cakes. Now I know all that stuff was just for people who could pay the entrance fee."
She let out a bitter laugh, the memory stinging. "Back then, when I was sad or hurt, Grandma would always give me a few pieces of candy and say, Elia, sweetheart, eat this and the pain will go away. But I've eaten so much candy, and it still hurts. Kenneth. It still hurts. That old woman was a liar.
"She promised she'd watch me grow up, but she didn't. She left me. She kept lying to me, saying we had enough money. making clothes for people even when she could barely see, just to keep me in school. And then she died, and I had no one. No one but you, Kenneth. Please, never leave me. Don't die. Stay with me. I'm begging you..."
Kenneth's chest tightened painfully, the weight of her words suffocating him. Just thinking about it made it hard to breathe. "Ophelia, if I ever catch you drinking again, I'll definitely make you learn your lesson."
confused. What's gotten into him? It's barely morning, and he's already in a
as a four-year-old little girl, rummaging through garbage cans for food, her small, dirty hands clutching a moldy piece of bread. She'd torn
on the brakes. The car skidded to a halt, and he sat there, his hands gripping the wheel, his knuckles white. His eyes were bloodshot, his
almost crushed her. It was as though he
him last night after drinking? Why is
that's what you want. Just Before she could finish, his lips crashed down on hers,
as his nose brushed against hers in a tender yet possessive way, The air
half your bread with me back then, I vowed to protect you for a
senses dulled. "What? What did you just say?"
men who pretended that nothing had happened after
he was
that once? She took a deep breath and, just to tease him, replied with a playful smirk, "Fine. I won't even drink at our wedding
glanced at her sideways. In a hurry, are
"Huh. Ophelia replied.
to make it official?" Kenneth asked
license or had a wedding. To Kenneth, Ophelia's comment felt like a hint, as though she was pressing him
Kenneth hadn't spent much time together, and they never developed much of a rapport. This time around, it was still hard for her to
Kenneth said, his voice turning
plays within his corporation, hidden schemes left and right. Until he could
unusually serious tone made Ophelia pause, making her straighten
his situation. Someday, when she was stronger, when her wings had fully spread, she wouldn't
a rush," she replied
wedding wasn't something she
about having kids with me, and now you're not in a hurry? Isn't that just like women, always unpredictable? Isn't this the kind
His voice was ice, and with a sudden, angry
roared to life, the speed climbing with a sense of reckless urgency. It almost felt like if she said "no", he'd take them
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