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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pink petals, as

a bit heavy, but she didn't want Kenneth to worry, so she kept it to

back in the evening." They both went upstairs and

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golden hues all over the

room.

I'll go run your

prepare dinner earlier, so after a quick bath, they would be ready to eat downstairs. Kenneth

staring at

facing up as if asking

her

palm had a long, raised scar, red and

to pull her hand back, but at this point, she

had come from when she had wrapped a towel around the muscular man, pulling it too tightly.

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

Kenneth was so observant.

to the sofa and fetched the first

still some medicines for bruises

won't take long," she said. The wound was minor, but she was more concerned

speaking since

wound, Kenneth furrowed his brows,

she called softly, her voice a little sweet and pleading, trying to be extra

no longer matter?'

apply the medicine as though punishing her and deliberately using a bit more pressure. "Hiss..."

it hurt?" Kenneth

He finally spoke.

her lips pressed together.

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speak, so she decided to take a