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.

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,

about to get messy. Perhaps you'd

clear eyes, though, were frosted with an icy determination. She wanted to witness it-watch as Ronald died helplessly, just as she had in her

a whip soaked in seawater and lashed

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

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Chapter 115

torment was unbearable. His bloated,

of his body. Each stab was shallow, not deep enough

no time, Ronald's body looked like a honeycomb,

half-closed, barely clinging to life.

Barrett responded, promptly

to Caleb while untying the ropes, "Who would've thought someone as innocent and sweet-looking as

You'd better watch your

Barrett instantly shut up.

from the sea. The surface was quickly stained with blood. At this moment, Ronald ceased to exist. Ophelia watched it all unfold with a cold, detached gaze, exhaling slowly. Unconsciously,

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

holidays, and few people got married at this

and nothing was properly prepared-there were no

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

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

the companies are busy. Let's cut him