Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 196

Chapter 196

Ophelia draped her long hair over one shoulder. She used a towel to dry her wet hair as she asked, "Do you have a hair diver

"No." Jonathan replied. His pupils darkened with intrigue shimmering in his eyes.

In this homely state, Ophelia shed her fierce exterior, making her naturally pure features even more endearing.

Jonathan thought. Turns out she has this side too. She is not just wild little kitten but could seamlessly turn into an adorably sweet one.

"No hair dryer at all?" Ophelia remarked with a haughty yet playful disdain. Even though it should have been an off-putting expression, it looked playful on her face, almost endearing.

walked over to Ophella and leaned in slightly. He teased a damp strand of her hair. "I could blow it dry for you with my mouth," He said with

am I supposed to respond to that? Should

but there are many ways to make you fall for me willingly. Want to

shot

Ophelia, making her skin crawl

face gradually

fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She tossed the towel forward, and the dagger in her hand gleamed

throat just lightly grazed

cold feeling tracing over his heart. He reached up to touch the cut on his neck. His fingers were sticky with bright red blood. In disbelief, he looked up at Ophelia. Jonathan asked, "I treated you sincerely, yet you wanted to kill me?" He seethed, anger spreading through

eyes were indifferent, with

eyes, a feeling of unprecedented defeat flashing across his face. "Were you deceiving me the whole time?" he

how his tone made it sound like she had wronged him. She thought, "He seems obsessed with love, probably indulged too