Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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After hearing all this, Ophelia smiled happily.

The love story of Sharon and Thomas was indeed sweet and touching.

Ophelia could tell from Sharon's tone that she was grinning while recounting the stories.

Ophelia pondered, 'This silly beauty hasn't realized she's already head over heels in love.

'She probably hasn't noticed that Thomas has been interested in her from the start.'

Sharon asked, "What should I do? I'm feeling so weird right now Elia, how did you feel when you and your husband got married?" Ophelia was slightly surprised, thinking, 'Me and Kenneth?'

"We..." Ophelia was momentarily at a loss for words. She asked, "Do we have to go in person to get the marriage license?

Ophelia never considered this matter before.

She wasn't sure if she got the license with Kenneth.

Sharon said, "Of course! You must go in person to get the license. I've seen people treat it like a big ceremony, wearing veils and everything. Thomas even prepared one for me, but I thought it was strange and didn't wear it. "You also have to read the wedding vows; you wouldn't believe it. Thomas nearly bit his tongue while saying them..."

Ophelia chatted with Sharon for a bit longer.

After hanging up, Ophelia stood up and went to the study.

It wasn't long before Noah, who was napping downstairs, heard the noise of construction.

Following the stairs up, he saw the study door wide open, the room a complete mess, with books scattered all over and drawers in utter chaos.

Noah shouted, "Holy crap, we've been robbed! You daring thief! How dare you steal in broad daylight?"

Gathering his courage, Noah entered the study and saw Ophelia sitting on the gray shaggy rug, facing a dark gray safe that was taller than her by a head.

"Ophelia? What are you looking for? If you want something, why don't you just call Kenneth?" asked Noah.

couldn't understand the source of the

clutching a large power drill. As soon as she plugged it in and gently squeezed the trigger, the drill bit spun at high

her head slightly, looking at a tangled mess of black wires on the floor and the alarm

She said, "Already disarmed

calm, and she looked expressionless, like a mischievous little

hard and quickly went

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to tear the house apart! You need to come

Manor, where Ophelia had already tidied

a dismantled safe lay helplessly on

desk, searching for the model of the safe, and planning to

went straight upstairs. Seeing

on her forehead to check her injury. Only after examining it did his gaze fall on the dismantled safe. He asked, "What

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certificate!" Ophelia looked up at Kenneth, filled with grievance. She shouted, "Kenneth, don't tell me that for over half a year, we've been

in fact, they had never

divorce, Ophelia had drafted a divorce agreement and assumed it was done

Ophelia looked online, that she realized that both parties must personally handle the process, whether it was

with a surprisingly good

said, "I was wrong,

and tender voice, Ophelia was

surprising, and his earnest attitude was

at Kenneth with an odd expression, and her earlier aggressive

remarked, "Pick

Ophelia asked, "What?"

license," he said, leaning closer. His eyes

wrapped her arms around his neck, staring right at Kenneth with

we'll sleep in separate rooms. No

serious and frowned instantly. He

turned icy, leaving no

said, "Mr. Sinclair, living together like a couple without a license is not

called Kenneth "Mr.

eyebrow with an

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