Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 158

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Chapter 158

The morning sun slowly rose over the horizon, Waves crashed of the beach.

Time seemed to stand still in that moment.

Ophelia was momentarily stunned by what had happened.

Phoebe had rushed over without a second thought and shielded Ophelia from the bullet.

Phoebe should be trying to protect Kenneth.

Phoebe fell to the ground clutching her wounded shoulder, her extremely pale. Her eyes were tearful as she stared unblinkingly at Kenneth. Phoebe struggled to say, "Kenny... I won't Let anyone.. Hurt You Not even... The person you... Love most..."

Ophelia was quite shocked by Phoebe's actions.

Ophelia wondered, 'So, is she saying that she really took the bullet for me?"

If Phoebe hadn't suddenly rushed out, that bullet might have hit Ophelia in the chest.

Ophelia felt somewhat grateful.

Kenneth's shoulders shook as he spun Ophelia around. His trembling hands gripped her shoulders, while his cold, sharp eyes locked intensely on her. He asked, "Ophelia, are you trying to get yourself killed?"

His face was pale, his eyes filled with rage.

Thankfully, the bullet didn't hit Ophelia.

At that instant, Kenneth's heart nearly stopped. If that bullet had struck Ophelia, he would have riddled Ronan with bullets in retaliation

Ronan held his injured hand, and when he saw the bullet hadn't hit either Kenneth or Ophelia, an even more pained expression appeared on his face.

Kenneth spoke sternly, "Ophelia, heed my words! Should you ever entertain such recklessness again, I will ensure you live to regret it. And if you manage to survive, I will personally deliver you to your demise!" Ophelia swallowed hard, not wanting to challenge his empty threats.

She thought, "Could he really do it?"

Ophelia just said, "Shouldn't we try to help her first?"

Regardless of Phoebe's reasons, she got hurt because of Ophelia They couldn't just let Phoebe die there.

deep breath, his complexion gradually returning to normal. Then he looked down at Phoebe lying on the

a doctor. Caleb, take her

he took Ophelia's

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showed a flash of hurt. She wondered,

only catch a side view of Kenneth's long legs and couldn't even see

by Phoebe, and she could feel that

so disappointed, and cold

Manor, Ronan

barely alive was the man who had earlier hurt

in the leg and arm, barely surviving, with his

sitting on the sofa

of her, tending to the wound on her forehead.

the injury wasn't

and Caleb handed him a damp

Ophelia's face, cleaning away the dark red, dried

dried, Kenneth applied a

looked even more fragile and pitiful with

to one that

and pulled Ophelia close, shielding her eyes and ears

he softly

there were

ground convulsing fiercely. His eyes were wide open as he

was scared out of his wits by the scene, clutching his chest with his

if you have the guts, just kill me!" Ronan shouted in a hoarse, aged

fortunate the bullet missed her. Do you really think you'd be alive right

harmed your own kin, and now you want to kill me too! You'll have a terrible end! You'll be tom apart and go to hell" Hearing these curses, Ophelia clenched her fists tightly, her clear eyes now

sound of a bullet being loaded echoed clearly in the silent room as Kenneth smiled, his finger slowly pulling the

voice shouted at the

the voice and pulled the trigger as soon as it

"Bang!"

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zipped past

moment,