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

along. Not counting travel time, you

smelled like a trap. Even if he was generous enough to offer it, she wasn't about to fall for

could one hour be enough..." Kenneth murmured, his

throat. 'So that's what he thinks isn't enough. She saw right through his implications. Two hours would be the end of her. "Kenneth, my back's killing me," she

softly, "I told you, that excuse won't work anymore. I'm being pretty

her eyes. 'What a smooth-talking con artist,' she thought. 'He's the one getting all the benefits, yet he has the nerve to pat himself on the back for his

of Legacy of the Paramour, cameras were

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rise of Gwen Cladwell, an overlooked royal consort who clawed her way to the top. Despite facing endless schemes and scorn, she outmaneuvered her rivals to become

smirk, was cast as

with the female lead. They entered royal service together, and initially,

was responsible for much of the female lead's suffering in the early

ultimately a tragic figure. Manipulated by the person she

Sharon to accept this role was its potential to become a classic. The series was destined to be a hit, catapulting director William Martin to

working relationship with William through this project, it would open doors to many high-quality productions in the

opening scene was a dramatic confrontation. Josephine, having just learned of her miscarriage, stormed off to confront the lead character,

appearance. Today's look wasn't meant to be glamorous. Instead, they aimed to capture the weak,

script. Around unfamiliar faces, she tended to be reserved. Her strikingly beautiful features, devoid of expression, often gave the impression she was scowling-though this wasn't

her styling was complete, Sharon retrieved her phone from her assistant and glanced at it. 'Where

let's run through the scene," Tracy called,

upon arriving on set that Sharon learned the

young actress was dressed in plain, dusty

looked at her, a spark of recognition flickered. This was Emily, the lead from another film that had premiered around the same time as one of Sharon's recent projects. She recalled that Emily had also

career.

collaboration, Sharon felt

back. It's our first scene together, so we need to give it our

ran through their lines before the

the princess' bedroom, instantly in character. Her eyes welled up with tears as a

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