Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 115

Chapter 115

After Sophia finished speaking, she immediately locked eyes will Owen. I was just casually saying, but really, with a little. manipulation, this could be handled. There's no other option now, right? I guess poor Emily will just have to bear the burden

hate seeing the constant conflict in your family"

Sophia pretended to be offering sincere advice, acting as though she was genuinely trying to help them. "Mr. Hastings, I know you value your reputation and wouldn't want to sacrifice your daughter's happiness unless absolutely necessary. How about this-leave it to me. I "You always know what to do. Heather grasped Sophia's hand, her face full of gratitude.

The difference between Heather and Sophia was stark. At this moment, just seeing Heather filled Owen with disgust and revulsion. He thought. If it weren't for Heather's family's influence, why would I have married such a fool instead of Sophia Meanwhile, a luxurious yacht was anchored in the middle of the sea.

On the deck, a man tightly bound suddenly shuddered awake, the breeze jolting him to consciousness. Terrified, he glanced around and saw nothing but endless ocean, causing his entire body to tremble in fear. "Wh-who are you?" Ophelia emerged from the cabin, draped in a black coat. At the sight of his repulsive face, memories of the tragic end of her previous life flashed vividly in her mind. "Mr. Noyes, it's been a while."

Ronald looked up, and when he saw Ophelia's innocent face, lust flickered in his gaze. He quickly remembered. Isn't this the girl who was supposed to be my entertainment last night? But she failed to show up in my room.

Ronald said, "Have we met before? We don't have any grudges. Why did you bring me here? Look, let me go, and I'll give you whatever you want. He wriggled, utterly clueless about Ophelia's intentions.

"Really? You'll give me anything I want?" Ophelia blinked, her tone as innocent as a child's

Seeing this, Ronald grinned, sleazy. "Of course," he said, his tone laced with lecherous deceit.

"Then I'll take your life," Ophelia replied, her harmless smile widening. Her doe-like eyes narrowed slightly as if she were joking, but their coldness sent chills down Ronald's spine.

Ronald shuddered. "Wh-what kind of joke is this?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Ophelia asked.

hands apart like a prisoner about to be tortured. Before Ronald could respond, a strip of black tape was slapped across his mouth, silencing him. Terrified, he looked at Ophelia as he

about to get messy. Perhaps you'd prefer

with an icy determination. She wanted to witness it-watch as Ronald died helplessly, just as she had

raised a whip soaked in seawater and

or come to his rescue. His clothes were soon shredded, his skin

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out from the pain, Barrett would douse him with a bucket of seawater, forcing him back into consciousness. The torment was unbearable. His bloated, grotesque face flushed and paled as he silently screamed. "That should do it." Ophelia finally said, pulling out a knife and tossing it

knife, discarding the whip as he began stabbing Ronald methodically in various parts of his body. Each stab was shallow, not deep enough to kill, but enough

a honeycomb, riddled with holes, with no untouched spot

his eyes half-closed, barely clinging to life. "Attach the sandbags and throw him into the sea, Ophelia

it," Caleb and Barrett

into the cabin, Barrett muttered to Caleb while untying the ropes, "Who would've thought someone as innocent and sweet-looking as Mrs. Sinclair could be this

shot Barrett a warning look. "Shh! You'd better watch

Barrett instantly shut up.

gaze, exhaling slowly. Unconsciously, she became more and more like Kenneth in her ways. The next day, news broke that the Lewis and Hastings families would unite through marriage, with the wedding set for three days

nearly the same time as in Ophelia's previous life, but this time, everything felt

and few

was rushed, and nothing was properly prepared-there were no

her skin hadn't yet faded, so she couldn't wear anything revealing. She had to cover herself from head to toe. Her eyes brimmed with hatred,

didn't Max come with you today?" Heather glanced toward the entrance of the bridal shop, frowning. It didn't seem right for the bride to try on her wedding

the year, all the companies are busy. Let's cut him some slack." Heather sighed and walked over, taking Emily's hand. "You're about to get married.