Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 237

In the hotel corridor, Phoebe sat shumped on the floor, her phone ringing a few times.

Weary, she answered the call, and Jonathan's voice came through the receiver. "You have less than a month left."

She leaned against the wall and stood up. "I know, Jonathan. Is there any way we can..."

The line went dead with a harsh beep.

Phoebe gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Her heart was full of unwillingness and restraint. Why?

Even if she was a dog for the Davidson family, she would be the one that bites.

Just as the call ended, Fiona's call came in. "Ms. Davidson, there's news about Ms. Chloe Davidson."

"What? Where is she?" Phoebe's voice softened, her tone tinged with urgency.

So fast... did they already find Emma?' she wondered. 'No, this matter mustn't get back to the Davidson family! Someone who has been gone for five years should stay gone forever. Why was she showing up now?

Just then, the hotel room door opened, and Hendrick limped out.

His hair was a mess, like a haystack, and a few buttons on his shirt were missing, his collar still standing up.

His face was pale, and when he saw Phoebe, his face paled even more.

"Phoebe... Phoebe, what are you doing here?" His cheeks were flushed.

He gripped the door handle tightly, clearly trying to keep anyone from coming out of the room.

He didn't want Phoebe to see.

Phoebe, looking at him, knew exactly what had happened the night before. Though it disgusted her, she still asked with some concern, "Are you okay? Are you alright?" Hendrick was stunned for a moment.

She already knew.

Hendrick's face seemed like it could drip with blood, his head lowered, unable to look at Phoebe.

'Don't let me know who did it! I won't let it go!' he wondered.

At that moment, the muscular man forcefully pulled open the door and walked out, looking refreshed. Upon seeing Hendrick, there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes. "Next time, you can contact me again," he said.

"Get lost. Get out..." Hendrick swatted away the man's hand, but in the process, his backside throbbed painfully.

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Rosewood Manor, the afternoon

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pink petals, as if they were coated in

Ophelia's head was still a bit heavy, but she didn't want Kenneth to worry, so

thought you'd be back in the evening." They

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windows, casting warm golden hues all

room.

rest. I'll go run your bath,"

so after a quick bath, they would be ready to eat downstairs. Kenneth didn't say anything. His narrow, deep-set eyes seemed to be

you staring at

as if asking her for

gently took her hand, pulling her fingers one by one from

had a long, raised scar, red and swollen. It was

guilty and tried to pull her hand back, but at this point, she had no

had wrapped a towel around the muscular man, pulling it too tightly.

thought much of it at the time, and there hadn't been any bleeding. She wondered

Kenneth was so observant.

led her to the sofa and fetched

were still some medicines for bruises and swelling

but she was more

speaking since

applying the medicine to her wound, Kenneth

little sweet

Darling no

didn't respond, continuing to carefully apply the medicine as though punishing her

it hurt?"

He finally spoke.

lips pressed together.

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pretending, of course. He didn't speak, so she decided