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.

his complexion gradually returning to normal. Then he looked

a doctor.

he took Ophelia's

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of hurt. She wondered, That? Just

side view of Kenneth's long legs and couldn't even

by Phoebe, and she could feel that Kenneth didn't give her a

disappointed, and cold sweat continuously

Ronan lay half-conscious

was the man who

surviving, with his hands and feet tied up and black

was sitting on the sofa covered

tending to the wound on her forehead. His eyes

injury

his hand, and Caleb handed

wiped Ophelia's face, cleaning away the dark

applied a

delicate face looked even more fragile and pitiful

feet, his demeanor transitioning from gentle and attentive to one that exuded a chilling aura as he gazed at the two individuals on the

pulled Ophelia close, shielding her eyes

be afraid," he softly reassured

were three

open as he fell into a pool of his own blood, with a torrent of blood spilling

his wits by the scene, clutching his chest with his

guts, just kill

fortunate the bullet missed her. Do you really think you'd be alive right now if it had hit

and now you want to kill me too! You'll have a terrible end! You'll be tom apart and go

of a bullet being loaded echoed clearly in the silent room

serious voice shouted at the door,

the voice and pulled the

"Bang!"

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bullet zipped past

a moment, and he fainted in