Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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The plane soon touched down at the private airport in Dellanex and it was already seven in the evening.

Kenneth held the hand of Ophelia beside him as they got off the plane, while Noah still slept soundly in his seat.

The two walked right past him without waking him up. Just as they stepped out of the airport and hadn't even gotten into the car yet, hurried footsteps could be heard from behind.

Ophelia turned around to see Noah carrying two packaged airplane meals in one hand and a few cans of strawberry yogurt in the other, comically using his armpit to hold a briefcase. The sight was both pitiful and amusing. Ophelia thought, 'Does he actually pack two airplane meals?'

Ophelia blinked her big eyes; she thought he was just making small talk with the flight attendant.

Seeing her expression, Noah explained, "I have no choice because things are tough at home."

Ophelia thought, 'Is it really that tough at his home? Given his previous status, should he really be struggling this much? Can't even afford a meal?

'Yet the present he gave me before seemed quite expensive, didn't it?'

Noah asked, "Kenneth, it's so late, and there probably aren't any cars to Waston. Could you let me stay over for the night?" Noah'd gone too far. Kenneth cast him a cold glance. "I can arrange for someone to take you." Noah said, "Come on! I honestly don't know how to get back. I don't know why I lost my temper and cut ties with my family back then. You've been looking after me all these years. Our brotherly bond..."

"Shut up!" Kenneth snapped, his face dark as though his frown could squash a fly.

"Alright!" Noah promptly shut up, easily opened the passenger door, and got in. "Thanks for taking me in. You should get in too. It's pretty cold outside." "Noah." The name was almost hissed out from between Kenneth's clenched teeth, and his eyes were so cold and intense, they could almost drip ink. Ophelia said, "Well...whatever. It's New Year's, so let's not have him wandering the streets. We'll find him a hotel later and help him settle in." Noah thanked her and said, "Sweetheart, you're so kind and good-hearted. Unlike your husband with all his bad habits! Here, have some yogurt." Noah happily lounged in the passenger seat and pulled out a can of yogurt from the bag, handing it to Ophelia.

His hand was still mid-air when he received a scary glare from Kenneth, and he awkwardly pulled his hand back.

want a drink." Actually, she thought the

furrowed brows relaxed a bit as he

if he was losing a limb. He thought, 'No way,

the airport, they initially intended to drop Noah off, but Noah in the passenger seat stubbornly pretended to be dead,

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no other choice, they drove

big feast prepared as a make-up New

with dishes, Noah immediately tossed the two

dinner, he sprawled on the living room sofa like he was boneless and fell

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and now after eating, he's out again.

high tolerance

"Well, you can't argue with a fool." Ophelia

entered the room, Kenneth pushed her

enveloped her; Kenneth stood against the light, his large shadow

below them, her bright doe-like eyes fixed on Kenneth in front

now what

lifted her chin with his defined fingers. "So interested in

thought, 'Isn't she afraid

interested in you." Ophelia's eyes seemed to see right through anyone, with even the little tear mole at the corner of her

possibility: either he was involved when Noah had the accident, or he was there!' "He was so badly injured... What about you?" Ophelia's eyes were full

standing right in front of you?" Kenneth spread his hands, standing up slightly from

wrapped an arm around her waist, sat on the couch beside them, and pulled her onto his lap. He said, "Indeed, just as you guessed. We were in the same plane crash. If it hadn't been for that, I

you sooner.

that time, Noah gave me the last parachute, which nearly cost him his life as the