Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 261

Chapter 261

In the study of the hotel suite, Kenneth leaned back against the gay leather chair.

He took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.

"Mr. Sinclair, here's the coffee you requested. The waitress from yesterday entered, carefully placing the coffee beside Kenneth.

She glanced around the room and, not seeing Mrs. Sinclair, became a little bolder. "Mr. Sinclair, do you have a headache? My father often gets them. A successful person like you must be overworking your brain with how busy you are." "Actually, I know a little bit of massage therapy. Would you like me to help you relax?" she asked.

Kenneth closed his eyes. "What time is it?" His voice was still as cold as ever.

The waitress glanced at the clock. "It's already past twelve."

Ophelia should be back by now.

Kenneth didn't respond and put his glasses back on.

The waitress, confused but unwilling to ask more, stood silently.

A moment later, she glanced at the clock again. "Mr. Sinclair, have you had lunch yet? Should I prepare lunch for you and Mrs. Sinclair?"

"Yes," Kenneth answered shortly.

The waitress quickly went off to have lunch prepared.

When Ophelia returned, she had picked up two decent-looking meals on the way.

g table. As she walked in, she saw two restaurant servers setting the food down on the dining

She placed the takeout in front of the marble dining table, eager to take the cartoon figurine she had bought into the study

Inside the study, Kenneth sat

The waitress held a frus behind the desk, with a waitress standing beside him.

tplatter

and was standing close to Kenneth.

"Hello, Mrs. Sinclair," the waitress greeted her.

The waitress gave Ophelia a slight nod, but she didn't move to make space, even as Ophelia walked closer.

Kenneth, sitting in front of the laptop, didn't speak.

His gaze was still fixed on the laptop under his glasses, not even lifting his eyelids, offering no reaction.

Ophelia tightened her grip on the paper bag in her hand and didn't take out the contents right away.

"Still busy?" Ophelia asked.

she spoke, she gave the waitress

remained silent, completely ignoring

you? I got some food. Come out and eat with me. I'm starving," Ophelia

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repliettaskly, his tone

feeling uncomfortable. Especially wh Kenneth being so indifferent to her in

woman

to handle at the company, Ophelia thought

wait for you outside, Ophelia said, turning to leave

thinking, 'Looks like Mrs. Sinclair's position in Mr.

Sinclair seems a little upset," the waitress said, offering the

Kenneth replied, his

hands hovering awkwardly in the

she said in a voice so small it was almost a whisper, clearly unwilling to accept the

sharp gaze

cold, intimidating aura surrounding him was enough to make anyone step back. The waitress quickly pulled her

leaving the study, Ophelia glanced at the things in her hands. The smile that had been on her face earlier

Kenneth emerged from

used to it, and something about this version of Kenneth seemed off. Although Kenneth still looked handsome with

Kenneth answered. He took off his glasses and set them

the meal, neither of

ask where she

up at him and noticed his left hand was empty, lying

his right hand. The ring she

the ring I gave

it sound as if he had lost something insignificant. Ophelia's heart sank as if someone had dealt a heavy blow to her chest. Her throat felt constricted, like it was blocked by a

I'll look for it later." Ophelia's eyes darkened, and her words seemed more like an attempt to comfort herself.

still in the study, while Ophelia was alone in the

Chapter 261

I stay out too long this morning? she thought to

out of the pool, took a shower, and

walked to the

need?" Kenneth lifted his eyelids For a moment,

felt as distant as if he were looking at a

lost the courage to remove the

just wanted to check if we have any

the time on his watch. "I'm

for a moment before gathering her courage to ask, "Are you mad

why is he so cold? Could he be pretending?'

for Kenneth's response and quickly

The bathrobe slipped off.

black V-neck pajama set underneath, the skirt

skin, the outfit was

throat involuntarily moved, his brows furrowing tightly as