Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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As dawn broke, Ophelia stirred from her slumber, finding herself nestled in a plush bed. However, any attempt to move proved futile. Kenneth's muscular arm was wrapped around her waist like a vise, as if she might disappear if he loosened his grip.

It was always the same when they shared a bed. He treated her like a cherished teddy bear, and the slightest movement only made him hold on tighter.

Resigned to her fate, Ophelia remained perfectly still, waiting for him to wake up on his own terms.

"Why were you sleeping in the study last night, hmm?" Kenneth's voice was husky with sleep as he gently turned her head towards him, his large hand tousling her messy hair.

"I was looking up some information," Ophelia replied, already accustomed to his pet-like caresses. "When did you get back?"

They chatted idly for a while, discussing this and that as the morning slowly unfolded.

Suddenly, Ophelia casually mentioned. "Oh, by the way, I'm visiting the film set this afternoon. Want to come along?" 'Don't come, please don't come,' she silently pleaded, while maintaining an innocent smile on her face.

Kenneth frowned. 'Another outing on the weekend? Am I just invisible to her?"

Ophelia got up to freshen up, while Kenneth lay back with his hands behind his head, his eyes never leaving her. "If you don't want to come, you can wait for me at home. I won't be long," she said.

After washing up, her face looked pure and clean. But in front of Kenneth, she couldn't hide her inner thought.

Kenneth pulled her into his arms. "So, how long will you be gone?"

"It won't take long," Ophelia said.

"Oh really? Two hours?" Kenneth's striking features reflected in her pupils, his long lashes softening the mischievous glint in his eyes.

nearly enough,"

come along. Not counting

her ten minutes, and now he was offering two whole hours. It smelled like a trap. Even if he was generous enough to offer it, she

hour be enough..." Kenneth murmured, his voice low

what he thinks isn't enough. She saw right through his

excuse won't work anymore. I'm being

smooth-talking con artist,' she thought. 'He's the one getting all the benefits, yet he has the

of Legacy of the Paramour,

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she outmaneuvered her rivals to become Empress and, eventually, the power behind the throne. It was a rollercoaster of palace intrigue, with a kickass leading lady at its

piercing gaze and world-weary smirk, was cast as Josephine a haughty and domineering consort from

shared a close bond with the female lead. They entered royal service together, and initially, she trusted the female lead implicitly. However, everything changed when she drank a soup

by bitterness over the event, and was responsible for much of the female lead's suffering in the early stages of the story. Even when the female lead gained the Emperor's favor, she

acts, was ultimately a tragic figure. Manipulated by the person

to accept this role was its potential to become a classic. The series was destined to be

could establish a working relationship with William through this project, it would open doors

opening scene was a dramatic confrontation. Josephine, having just learned of her

wasn't meant to be glamorous. Instead, they aimed to capture the weak, vulnerable state of a

Her strikingly beautiful

her assistant and glanced at it. 'Where is Elia?' she wondered. 'She should be here by

the scene,"

that Sharon learned the original lead actress had been replaced at the

young actress was dressed in plain,

that had premiered around the same time as one of Sharon's recent projects. She recalled that Emily had also modeled for Brock in the final round of a designer competition. Landing lead roles right out of the

career.

this being their first collaboration, Sharon felt rather indifferent towards

her tone professional, "we have a slapping scene coming up. I want you to really go for it-no holding back. It's our first scene together, so we need to give it our all." Sharon simply nodded.

through their lines before

bedroom, instantly in character. Her eyes welled up with tears as a look of

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