Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 171

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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.

the bedroom, Ophelia's kiss

The bedroom door closed.

results. He meticulously examined her body throughout the long night, ensuring that no detail

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had a wild

the alarm went off

began, but Kenneth had entirely diered

wore anything other than

stood to the side, briefing him

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within the group had mostly been neutralized, and Kenneth saw no need to concern himself with those uncles who no longer posed any threat to him. The group was pretty stable now,

seemed to have

coffee and tilted his head, his

wondering, 'Is there something else

a deep breath, prepared to receive new

low voice,

loss for words,

his head away in disdain and remarked, "I forgot, you're

feeling offended, and thinking, 'So what? You're really

but he was too busy with

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

experience, but his theoretical knowledge

shopping, watching movies, dining out, traveling. pet ownership, exchanging gifts, and commuting to work together. These activities can be part of both dating and married life

pondered, When will I have

Kenneth said, "Go on,"

Mark wondered. What else?"

to discuss wedding details. Then you select a date to apply for the marriage certificate.

as Kenneth was about to ask what was needed for a proposal, he heard some noise from

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dressed, and quickly came

for breakfast, and Ill give you a

wondering, "Why is he suddenly offering

but he just pressed his lips

seemed that Kenneth was

Maybach drove away from Rosewood