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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on the blooming pink petals, as if they were coated in

head was still a bit heavy, but she didn't want Kenneth

in the evening." They both went

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through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting warm golden hues all over the

room.

I'll go

ready to eat downstairs. Kenneth didn't say anything. His narrow, deep-set eyes

wrong? Why are you staring at

facing up as if asking her

in her eyes, Kenneth gently took her hand, pulling her fingers one by

raised scar, red and

to pull her hand

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

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

Kenneth was so observant.

to the sofa and fetched the first aid

some medicines for bruises and

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

speaking since he entered the

applying the medicine to her wound,

voice a little sweet and pleading, trying to be

calling him Darling no longer matter?' she

carefully apply the medicine as though punishing her and deliberately

it hurt?"

He finally spoke.

pressed together. "No,

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didn't speak, so she decided to take