Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 22

Chapter

22

Emily sat curled up on her bed and hugged her knees, her head down, her face pale and lifeless. She looked like she'd been dealt a huge blow

Heather's heart broke at the sight of her little princess-once so full of life-now reduced to this. She wrapped her arms around Emily and softly whispered words of comfort, "Honey, I swear, I'll find out who did this to you. They'll pay for what they did. But first, eat something, please? Let me feed you."

Find out who did this? Yeah, right. You're all talk and no action, Emily thought bitterly.

Heather called for the maid to bring some porridge and carefully brought a spoonful to Emily's lips. But Emily turned her head away and kept her mouth tightly shut. She refused to take a single bite

Heather pleaded with her in tears, Owen, unable to stand watching any longer, dismissed Heather with a few stern words and took the bowl from her. "Emily, is this how you carry yourself as my daughter! You can't even handle a little setback? Owen said in a serious tone

Emily's emotions flared as she heard her father's words. She had been pampered her entire life and had never faced such humiliation

"It must be Ophelia, that bitch! She's jealous of everything I have, so she's trying to destroy me. Dad, why couldn't I be your only daughter?" Emily's eyes burned red as she stared at Owen. She couldn't figure out why she had to share what was hers with someone else, and why Ophelia had to compete with her. She wanted Ophelia gone for good.

for yourself Seeing his daughter so distraught softened Owen's heart. He sat beside her on the bed and said, "To me, Emily, you are my only daughter. Everything I have will be yours. But first, you gotta win back your dignity. Sitting here feeling sorry isn't going to fix anything. I know you want to get close to the Sinclair family, and I support that."

Emily's eyes instantly lit up as she asked, "Really, Dad?"

"Of course. But first, you need to keep things steady with the Lewis family. Let's take one step at a time, alright? Come one, cat something, and I'll tell you what to do next," Owen said with a gentle smile.

Emily obediently took the bowl and began eating the porridge, her movements robotic. But there was something else- something she was too scared to admit to Owen

Sungate Entertainment and learning how to manage the company. Everything was fine

We haven't bothered

of sarcasm.

voice on the other end was strictly respectful and professional, but

loud and clear: Emily didn't have any sense of

caught on to Chloe's implication, but she held back her anger and replied, "I've been busy lately.

Paralet Shopping Center closes tonight, if you still

said in a

Emily stammered, "You-"

since her birthday party,

but how can it take so long to mend a gown? I'm coming to

most shops were closing. As she stepped into the store, she noticed familiar figure sitting at the front desk and was sketching on a drawing board. The sound of the pencil scratching across the paper filled the store. "Ophelia Emily exclaimed as she had a clear look at the person's face. She hadn't expected to see Ophelia here, and her grip on

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up at Emily, her gaze indifferent.

doing here?" Emily asked, her tone guarded, her eyes filled with barely

work here," Ophelia

her. She glanced around the store,

"In your

that exists?" Ophelia retorted with a cold glance

retort hitting her like a slap in the

to the humiliating scene at her birthday party. All she'd wanted was to cozy up to Kenneth, only to be thrown into the fountain and publicly humiliated. And just the other day, she went out of her way to fawn over Miles, desperate for his attention. Ophelia's words cut deep, striking right at her sore

behind what happened at my birthday party?" Emily snapped, her

sarcastic sweet talk that this sudden directness almost felt refreshing. Wow, you finally dropped the act, huh? Ophelia thought with a smirk. I guess you can't keep it up any longer. Well,