Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 242

Chapter 242

The grating voice drew Kenneth's attention away from Ophelia nestled in his arms.

In an instant, his strikingly handsome yet unnervingly sinister eyes filled with icy coldness, ancient and unyielding, froze

who dared to meet his gaze.

anyone

Tina's throat tightened as she swallowed hard, her expression stiffening in fear.

She must have lost her mind. Moments ago, she had actually thought the man looked gentle and even dared to speak to him in such a way.

But now, her mind filled with stories of his rumored ruthlessness, and her heart leaped into her throat as she instinctively shrank behind Keaton for cover.

Keaton wanted to shield her, but he didn't dare. Suddenly, a spark of realization lit up in his mind.

The familiar-looking woman before him was Theo's beloved god-granddaughter.

It meant she had to be none other than Kenneth's wife.

Ophelia lifted her gaze from her phone screen, meeting Keaton's stunned expression. She smoothly straightened up from where she had been leaning against Kenneth.

"Mr. Yankovich, it's been a while. The last time we met, I was helping your wife with her evening gown fitting. I hope Mrs. Yankovich was satisfied?" she began.

Keaton swallowed again, glancing briefly at Tina before quickly pulling his gaze back and taking two tactical steps to the side, putting distance between himself and Tina. "She's very satisfied, Mrs. Sinclair... Today's incident is all just a misunderstanding," he tried to explain.

'Mrs. Sinclair? So, she really is Mrs. Sinclair? Even Mr. Yankovich himself confirmed it, so there could be no doubt, the staff wondered.

The hotel's lobby managers and staff, who had been eagerly spectating, immediately shrank into themselves like ostriches. Those who had spoken up for Tina earlier lowered their heads, suddenly regretful of their actions. Hearing Keaton refer to Ophelia, Tina blinked in disbelief. "Darling, y-you must be mistaken. She can't possibly be Mrs. Sinclair," she whispered hesitantly to Keaton.

Tina looked at him and then glanced at Ophelia again. The arrogance in her eyes had completely disappeared.

'Could Mr. Sinclair really be her husband?' Tina wondered.

Anxiety swirled in Tina's chest as she nervously glanced at Ophelia, avoiding direct eye contact. She instinctively reached out to hold onto the man beside her, but her hand grabbed nothing but air. Keaton hurriedly stepped forward, a fawning smile plastered across his face.

"Mrs. Sinclair, I have no association with her. Whatever you and Mr. Sinclair decide to do with her is entirely up to you." He desperately wanted to avoid being dragged into the matter.

wanted to live a long

widened, disbelief etched across her

say? We're not close? Keaton, say that again! We've been in bed together, and now you're

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How dare you slander me!" Keaton growled, glaring daggers at

around, murmuring as the scandal

Yankovich's

homewrecker. Did you hear her calling

moments, the very people who had sided with Tina turned against her, pointing fingers and muttering harsh

over, holding surveillance footage from the first-floor cameras as though presenting a

found that this woman deliberately tripped Mrs. Sinclair as she exited

see... Oh, she

"How despicable!"

her couldn't possibly be

comments came one after another, their

word.

utterly isolated in the middle of the

people hadn't been saying

feel her chest tighten as she struggled to breathe

sat with his legs crossed, one arm draped over the armrest, exuding the aura of a devil seated

face until she was as pale as death. Her gaze didn't dare linger on Kenneth for too long. Trembling, she stole a glance at

The tenderness in bed vanished as if it never existed. Tina had no choice but to shift her gaze slowly toward Ophelia, forcing a smile so strained it looked more like a grimace. "Ms. Spencer, I... I didn't mean to just now. I didn't recognize who you were. Please, I beg you, let me off..." Her voice grew softer

first-floor lobby turned eerily

been glued to Ophelia

his eyes on

silent as if waiting

made no response, Kenneth tilted his head slightly, giving a subtle signal to the

the two bodyguards were about to step forward, Ophelia raised her hand,

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