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.

like a prisoner about to be tortured. Before Ronald could respond, a strip of black

you'd prefer

unchanged. Her clear eyes, though, were frosted with an icy determination. She wanted to

soaked in seawater and lashed it across Ronald's

or come to his rescue. His clothes were soon

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His bloated, grotesque face

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 to make him bleed

looked like a honeycomb, riddled with

clinging to life.

Barrett responded,

and sweet-looking as Mrs. Sinclair could be this ruthless? She even knows about using sandbags to sink him. You think Mr.

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

Barrett instantly shut up.

all unfold with a cold, detached gaze, exhaling slowly. Unconsciously, she became

as in Ophelia's previous life,

holidays, and few people got married

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

anything revealing. She had to cover herself from head to toe. Her eyes brimmed with hatred, no longer the naive girl she

toward the entrance of the bridal shop, frowning. It didn't seem right for the bride to try on her wedding

of 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