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.

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said, "I don't want to pressure you, but there are many ways to make

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snake's, fixed on Ophelia, making her skin crawl with an unsettling sensation as

face gradually moved

hair-drying motion. A fierce glint flashed in her eyes. She tossed the towel forward, and

The blade that was meant to cut his throat just lightly grazed

Jonathan's Adam's 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

I do?" Ophelia replied. Her face was blank. Her eyes were indifferent, with a

unprecedented defeat flashing across his face. "Were you deceiving me the whole time?" he asked with a trembling

she had wronged him. She