Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 171

Chapter 171

After dinner, Ophelia went to the study with her design drafts, indicating that no one should disturb her work.

The pencil scratched across the paper, producing swishing sounds.

Lisa brought in a cup of milk and said, "Mrs. Sinclair, it's almost ten. Why not finish it tomorrow? You don't want to strain your eyes."

"Okay, almost done. I'll go to bed later. Goodnight Lisa, Oplielisaid, glancing toward the bedroom.

She needed to visit the Huxley family's fashion company early morrow, so it was time for bed.

However, she was too afraid to go back to the bedroom.

She realized she shouldn't have flirted with Kenneth when they got hack. His desire for revenge was intense. She was uncertain whether he would allow her to sleep peacefully now that her period had ended.

Lisa had just left when she caught a glimpse of Kenneth's silhouette in the corner of her eye.

Ophelia kept her head down, randomly sketching a few lines with the pencil.

"If you want me to buy your studio, just tell me," Kenneth said arid walked around the desk to stand beside her.

Ophelia looked up and immediately understood what he meant when she saw his lonely, longing expression.

Once he bought her studio, she wouldn't have to worry about her current work and could focus on spending time with him. Kenneth leaned in close, with his hands on the armrests of Ophelia's chair, his handsome face suddenly close to her. Ophelia almost stopped breathing, her eyes locked on him without blinking.

The unique cool and pleasant scent of him lingered around her nose after his shower.

His disheveled hair softened the sharpness of his features, and his expressive eyes looked at her with fervent passion. Kenneth whispered, "Little one, it's time to sleep.

His magnetic voice slipped into her ear, and he sounded like a persuasive bad wolf.

Ophelia was captivated.

It wasn't that Kenneth couldn't control himself; it was she who couldn't control herself.

The self-discipline Ophelia prided herself on almost vanished.

Kenneth wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her hips, holding her upright like holding a child,

The pencil in Ophelia's hand dropped to the floor with a thud, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Kenneth's neck.

their way back to the bedroom, Ophelia's kiss found its

The bedroom door closed.

examined her body throughout the long night, ensuring

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had a wild

morning, the alarm went off twice before Ophelia managed to get

couldn't pinpoint when it began, but Kenneth had entirely diered her previously dependable body

who rarely wore anything other than black today donned a wine-red

side, briefing him

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group had mostly been neutralized, and Kenneth saw no need to concern himself with those uncles who

to have quite

his coffee and tilted his head, his squinted

looked serious, wondering, 'Is

deep breath, prepared

exhale, he heard Kenneth speak in a low voice, "What do you need to

at a loss for words, feeling

expression, he turned his head away in disdain and remarked, "I forgot,

and thinking, 'So what?

find someone too, but

"Ahem, Mr. Sinclair, just because I'm single doesn't mean I

lacked practical experience, but

exchanging gifts, and commuting to work together. These activities can be part of

When will

Kenneth said, "Go on,"

Mark wondered. What else?"

to discuss wedding details. Then you select a date to apply for the marriage certificate. After that, you hold a wedding... Kenneth zoned out after hearing 'propose,

ask what was needed for a

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dressed,

breakfast, and Ill give

confused, wondering, "Why is he suddenly offering me

he

Kenneth was

Maybach drove