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?"

him when he suddenly stopped and asked. "Why do you call Kenneth by his name,

head, thinking, 'Why is this strange uncle acting so weird? At his age, doesn't he like to be called

second thought, if he had gotten married and had kids earlier, he could indeed have a child about Wyatt's

time, Wyatt had stripped down, showing his chubby,

him. "Wow, I didn't realize you were this chubby. Your parents must feed you really well." He slipped his hands

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and suddenly he didn't know how to respond. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his little face showed a complex expression. "I guess... maybe he passed away?" He was not even sure what "pass

one thing, but living and 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.

really brave, daring to compete with Kenneth for a girl!" Noah chatted with Wyatt like he

all so weird. Wyatt sighed. "Uncle, why don't you

soap bubbles on himself with a bath sponge. "Kiddo,

"But I'm tired."

Noah went into silence.

Ophelia had already laid out the little dinosaur pajamas she had bought for Wyatt

could move forward,

speechless, thinking how difficult it

Wyatt changed into his pajamas, he fell asleep on Noah's bed. Noah looked at the cute little dinosaur on the bed, a smile unknowingly appearing on

foam boards to ensure Wyatt wouldn't bump into anything and get hurt.

Wyatt onto the carousel. It was Wyatt's first time riding it, and

below with her phone, recording videos of Wyatt to send to

his arm around her shoulders, watching Wyatt with

be perfect if we had a child as obedient and cute as Wyatt someday, don't

here. He pursed his lips, staying silent. Ophelia continued, "See how skillfully you held Wyatt just now? You'll definitely be a great dad one day, right,

squinted his eyes, casting her a sidelong glance. Ophelia smiled mischievously, like a