Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 21

Chapter 21

Kenneth paused for a moment and then added. "From now on, I'll spend every weekend with you."

Ophelia found this a bit strange but was still quite happy about it. After all, Kenneth didn't come home often, and they'd never really gotten to know each other. Kenneth kept his eyes fixed on her and studied every little shift in her expression. She could be overly composed at times, wa too mature for someone at her age.

It was like nothing could truly excite her. He loved the way she opened up to him and let her guard down last night. It made his heart ache, but it also felt genuine. He wished she could always be his little girl, carefree, vulnerable, and maybe even a little spoiled. "I have to admit you're way cuter when you're drunk." Kenneth said with a smirk before taking a sip of his coffee.

Ophelia wondered, 'Drunk? He means me? Please, I only had four beers last night. I could have another four and still be fine!

"So, you're letting me drink now? How about I crack open another four tonight?" Ophelia quipped with a wink.

Kenneth replied with a soft chuckle, "As long as it makes you happy. But remember, you can drink when I'm around. Got it!" He wanted her most unguarded self to be something only he could see.

Ophelia nodded but couldn't help thinking, "Didn't you threaten to break my legs if I drank again? Hmph, what a changeable man."

The weekend was the first time Ophelia had spent so much time with Kenneth in one go, and she honestly had no idea what to do. Rosewood Manor had plenty of things to keep them entertained, but they ended up lounging on the sofa instead. Kenneth worked on his business, while Ophelia sat beside him to watch trashy soap operas. Occasionally, she'd text Chloe a few lines.

Outside, the roses swayed gently in the wind, showering the garden with pink petals every now and then.

"My mother loved roses," Kenneth suddenly said, breaking the silence. It was the first time he'd ever mentioned her. Ophelia listened carefully and didn't interrupt him..

"Roses symbolize longing and love. Who do you think she was longing for?" His long and slender fingers gently ran through her hair as he murmured, "Definitely not that ungrateful man, right?"

how to respond. She had heard some gossip about Kenneth in her last life. The "ungrateful man he

to hear all this, Kenneth murmured, ruffling

waist and said, "Hey, you have me now. Her attempt to

years ago when he found her curled up in the snow. Back

scent of her hair. "I'll give you one more chance. and think it over. If you ever leave

Ophelia lifted her head and kissed him on the lips, just a quick peck. She then locked eyes with him and said,

his eyes deepening with desire. "Remember what you said. I gave

was that she was scooped up effortlessly and

bang. The room filled

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could see in his eyes was herself The next morning. Ophelia groaned as she sat

floor and she collapsed onto the fluffy white carpet. For a

He took one look at her, who clenched her fists and glared at him like she was ready to

over to her. He then bent down to scoop her up and carried her to the couch. He sat down and

he was talking about? And he sounds a little hurt!!

him, all pitiful and innocent. There was a slight mist in her gaze, making her look so soft and vulnerable that it

easier next time, alright?" Kenneth brushed her hair

Kenneth being this gentle, no woman could resist him. Ophelia never knew he could be so tender. This version of Kenneth was already much gentler with her than the one in

bowl of porridge. He carefully scooped some up and blew on it before holding the spoon to her

to go to the bathroom,"

protest again, Kenneth set the bowl down, scooped her up again, and

with anything?" His voice was low, right by her ear, sending a shiver down her

She quickly wriggled free. finally feeling her legs