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.

stood up. He slowly 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 a completely

thought, 'How am I supposed to respond to that? Should I praise his lung

are many ways to make you fall

shot

skin crawl with an unsettling sensation as if

face gradually moved

Ophelia paused her hair-drying motion. A fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She tossed the

just lightly grazed the skin of his neck.

apple, the 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 his clenched

was blank. Her eyes were indifferent, with a hint of disappointment

of unprecedented defeat flashing across his face. "Were you deceiving me the whole time?"

his tone made it sound like she had wronged him. She thought, "He seems obsessed