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.

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

"I'm not a doctor. Caleb, take

that, he took Ophelia's hand and walked right past

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a flash of hurt. She wondered, That? Just

catch a side view of Kenneth's

Phoebe, and she could

and cold sweat continuously dripped down her

Sinclair Manor, Ronan lay half-conscious on

man

the leg and arm, barely surviving, with his

on the sofa covered

her, tending to the wound on her forehead.

injury wasn't

his hand, and Caleb

Ophelia's face, cleaning away

applied a square medical bandage

more fragile and pitiful with the bandage

from gentle and attentive to one that exuded a chilling aura as he gazed at

and pulled Ophelia close, shielding her eyes and ears in

be afraid," he softly reassured

were three loud

convulsing fiercely. His eyes were wide open as he fell into a pool of

out of his wits by the scene, clutching

You bastard, if you have the guts, just kill

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

"You monster! You 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

sound of a bullet being loaded echoed clearly in the silent

shouted

the voice and pulled the trigger as soon as it

"Bang!"

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bullet zipped

a moment, and he