Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 165

Chapter 165

Kenneth rested his head against the chair back and tilted his chin up slightly, causing his prominent nose to cast a shadow across his cheek. He gently withdrew his hand which was holding Ophelia's.

Ophelia leaned forward, her hand resting on the back of his chair. She looked down at him.

Seeing Kenneth's pitiful expression as if he couldn't get what he wanted, Ophelia grinned.

"Which option do you prefer? How about lying down, and I'll give you a massage?" Ophelia suggested, blinking innocently with her bright eyes. She looked sincere and pure.

Kenneth swallowed, wondering how Ophelia managed to remain such an innocent face while saying those alluring words. Ophelia knew perfectly well that Kenneth couldn't do anything to her, yet she wanted him to lie down Kenneth placed his hand on the back of Ophelia's neck, his thumb brushing across her soft cheek as his eyes stayed fixed her.

Suddenly, a phone ringtone sounded, breaking their eye contact.

Ophelia pulled out her phone and saw an unknown number.

She answered the call. Before she could say a word, Kenneth's lips were on hers.

Ophelia swiftly pulled the phone away from her ear, yet the person on the other end still caught the odd sound.

Kenneth wrapped his arm around Ophelia's waist and showed a mischievous grin.

Ophelia could only use one hand to hold back Kenneth in front of her, leaning back at a 45-degree angle, and said, "Hello, who is that?"

There was a brief pause on the other end before Phoebe said, "Elia, it's me."

Phoebe's distinctive voice came through, sounding a bit weak.

"Got something to say?" Ophelia asked, standing up straight.

Phoebe said, "Elia, I'm about to be discharged soon. My place in Dellanex isn't ready yet, and I don't know anyone here. Would it be okay for me to stay at your place for a couple of days?" "It's not okay," Ophelia replied.

Ophelia meant it. Noah was still at Rosewood Manor. She didn't want her home to become a place where anyone could just

stay.

Besides, she was well aware of Phoebe's intentions.

After saying those words, Ophelia felt a bit guilty and suggested, "I can book a hotel for you, if you need it."

Phoebe said, "That would be great. Thank you, Elia."

Ophelia thought, 'Wow, she really isn't embarrassed at all.'

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you getting discharged? I'll have someone pick

Phoebe replied, "Tomorrow morning."

Ophelia remarked, "Alright."

her suspiciously and

had overheard the whole

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let her play her part. It's no fun to expose her. Let's see what she's really planning." Kenneth advised, "Stay away from her.

patted her head. His gaze rested on

look like that?"

"Look

was able to kidnap me so smoothly thanks to Phoebe's help. I know everything. Don't worry, I'll be cautious."

and Ophelia enthusiastically served Kenneth with unusual

it out," Kenneth said, looking at Ophelia with

wouldn't be able to have lunch if she didn't tell him what

pursed her lips and questioned, "Wouldn't it appear that

didn't touch his fork, and his

"There's really nothing that escapes

have some questions to ask you, about real

interest in that area?" Kenneth

on her favorite dish, took a piece, and said nonchalantly with a fork between her lips,

softly, sounding

Kenneth about

and was ready to face a lot of

a second chance at life, Ophelia wanted to do things she wouldn't

frowned and

know." Ophelia's tone sounded like a sulky

must have heard about the disaster in

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asked, "Are you talking about the land reclamation project? That's why I wanted to ask you what preparations are needed to develop the area." Kenneth said, "Even if you bring the leader of

up his fork and ate the simple dishes with an elegance that made it appear as if he were

restaurant.

Ophelia not touching her food, Kenneth sighed in resignation and wiped his mouth with

don't know much about it. Heloria would never let anyone develop that area. So save your energy and spend more time with me

plans. Can't you just stay by my side like you're

stuck out her tongue. She was never the type

pondered, 'I knew too little. What if I just