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.

of her hair. "I could blow it dry for you with

I supposed to respond to that? Should I praise his lung

many ways to make you fall for me willingly. Want to give it

shot

skin crawl with an unsettling sensation as if covered in something sticky

gradually moved

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

throat just lightly grazed the skin of 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

Ophelia replied. Her face was blank. Her eyes were indifferent, with a hint of disappointment at his survival visible

eyes, a feeling of unprecedented defeat flashing across his face. "Were you deceiving me

sound like she had wronged him.