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.

bedroom, Ophelia's kiss found its way in his

The bedroom door closed.

her body throughout the long night, ensuring that no detail was

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had a

off twice before Ophelia managed to get

Kenneth had entirely diered her previously dependable

wore anything other than black today donned

stood to the side, briefing him on work

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who no longer posed any threat to him. The group was pretty

to have quite a

his head, his squinted eyes

'Is there something else

took a deep breath, prepared to

exhale, he heard Kenneth speak in a low voice, "What

loss

away in

offended, and thinking, 'So what?

too, but he was too busy with

just

experience, but his theoretical knowledge

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

When will I

Kenneth said, "Go on,"

Mark wondered. What else?"

First, propose, Once she agrees, the families meet to discuss wedding details. Then you select a date

what was needed for a proposal, he

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dressed, and

over for breakfast, and Ill give you a

is he

bewilderment, but he just pressed his lips together and smiled

that Kenneth was

black Maybach drove away from Rosewood