Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 147

Chapter 147

Ophelia blinked nervously. She thought, 'Does he find out so quickly?'

She was about to admit it when Kenneth in front of her parted his thin lips, and a deep, pleasant voice echoed in her ear. "Trying to use that little one as an excuse to sleep separately from me? Don't even think about it!" Ophelia pressed her lips together, smiling like a sly little fox. That wasn't her intention at all. "Relax, the three of us can sleep together."

Kenneth lifted his eyelids, a deep crease running from the inner to the outer corner of his eye, which was slightly upturned, exuding an air of confidence. "You're giving me too much credit.

He wasn't generous enough to let someone trying to marry her share the bed with her.

Ophelia was just about to speak when she heard a startled exclamation from inside the room. "Holy crap!"

Noah stood there with a white towel wrapped around his waist, a towel draped over his neck, his short black hair messy and dripping, as his gaze moved down slowly. "Kid, w-what are you doing here?"

Wyatt blinked his big eyes, which looked like black grapes, and said seriously, "Hello, Uncle. First, I'm not a little kid, I'm Wyatt Stevens. Second, Ken asked you to help me with my bath.

Then, being well-behaved, Wyatt took off his khaki trench coat, revealing a blue and white striped sweater.

Noah asked, "Wait a minute, you want me to give you a bath?"

Outside the door, Kenneth raised an eyebrow and warned the person inside, "Noah, take good care of the little guy. Don't let him get hurt, or you'll be sleeping on the streets tonight." Noah was surprised by Kenneth's words.

Ophelia was still uneasy about leaving Wyatt with Noah.

Kenneth wrapped his arm around her waist. "Don't worry, Noah will treat the little guy like royalty."

Inside the room. Noah crouched down slightly. "Come on, little king... no, little buddy, let me get you ready for your bath."

"Thank you, Uncle." Wyatt gave him a slight nod and took off his little blue and white sweater, revealing a canary yellow tank top underneath.

He asked, "Uncle, could you help me take off my pants, please?"

he suddenly stopped and asked. "Why do you call

told me that I should call men at your age as 'uncle." Wyatt scratched his head, thinking, 'Why is this strange uncle acting so weird? At his age, doesn't he like

second thought, if he had gotten married and had kids earlier, he could

down, showing his chubby, round

chubby. Your parents must feed you really well."

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a question, and suddenly he didn't know how to respond. His eyebrows furrowed slightly,

being abandoned by your family is just heartless! Do you get what I'm saying? Let's change the subject. Do you have a girlfriend?" Wyatt frowned even deeper. "I do, and it's

a girl!" Noah chatted with Wyatt like he was talking

sighed.

on himself with a bath sponge. "Kiddo,

"But I'm tired."

Noah went into silence.

out the little dinosaur pajamas she had

These pajamas look amazing!" Before Wyatt could move forward, Noah was already

it was to manage

into his pajamas, he fell asleep on Noah's bed. Noah looked at the cute

Ophelia, along with the maids of Rosewood Manor, covered all the sharp edges in the house with foam boards to ensure Wyatt wouldn't bump into

carousel. It was Wyatt's first time riding it, and he was full of

stood below with her phone, recording

arm around her shoulders, watching Wyatt with

"Honey, wouldn't it be perfect if we had a child

figure appearing even taller. So, she had been waiting for him here. He pursed his lips, staying silent. Ophelia continued, "See how

eyes, casting her a sidelong glance. Ophelia smiled mischievously,