Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 162

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09:46 Tue, Nov 19

Chapter 162

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

bit spun at high

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

She said, "Already disarmed

was calm, and she looked expressionless, like a

quickly went downstairs to

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"Kenneth, your wife is about to tear the house

Rosewood Manor, where Ophelia had already tidied up the

dismantled safe lay helplessly on the

sat at the desk, searching for the model of the safe, and planning to buy a

change his shoes. He went straight upstairs. Seeing Ophelia sitting there unharmed, he secretly breathed a sigh of

carefully pushed aside the strands of hair on her forehead to check her injury. Only after examining it did his gaze fall on the dismantled safe.

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marriage 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 a

not only in the past six months, but in fact, they had never had a marriage certificate at

Ophelia had drafted a divorce agreement and assumed it was

online, that she realized that both parties must personally handle the process, whether it was getting married or divorced, at the authoritative office. Kenneth leaned against the desk, trapping Ophelia in front of

acknowledged his mistake with a surprisingly good

"I was wrong,

and tender voice,

and his earnest attitude was

looked at Kenneth with an odd expression, and her earlier aggressive demeanor instantly

"Pick

Ophelia asked, "What?"

he said, leaning closer. His eyes

her arms around his neck, staring right at Kenneth with

apply for our license, we'll sleep in separate rooms. No sharing a

serious and frowned instantly. He refused,

leaving no

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

called

eyebrow with an openly

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