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.

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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.

the waitress a faint, uninterested

silent, completely

had lunch yet, have you? I got some food. Come out and eat with me. I'm starving," Ophelia said.

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his tone unchanged from

feeling uncomfortable. Especially wh Kenneth being so indifferent to her

woman

really are important things he needs to handle at the company, Ophelia thought to

outside, Ophelia said, turning

smug smile, thinking, 'Looks like Mrs. Sinclair's position in Mr. Sinclair's heart isn't as high as

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

Kenneth replied, his voice completely devoid of

froze, her hands hovering awkwardly in the

in a voice so small it was almost a whisper, clearly unwilling to

raised his eyes, his sharp gaze fixing directly on

to make anyone step back. The waitress quickly pulled her hands

Ophelia glanced at the things in her hands. The

after, Kenneth emerged

gotten used to it, and something about this version of

Kenneth answered. He took off his glasses

meal, neither of them spoke a

even ask where

his left hand was

the fork in his right hand. The ring she had given him yesterday was still

I gave

off." Kenneth's tone made it sound as if he had lost something insignificant. Ophelia's heart sank as if someone had dealt a

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

afternoon, Kenneth was still in the study, while Ophelia

Chapter 261

long this morning? she thought to herself. Suddenly,

took a shower, and

walked to the study, where Kenneth, wearing glasses, was staring intently at his laptop, glance at her, his voice as

need?" Kenneth lifted his eyelids For a moment, Ophelia thought

as if he were looking

suddenly lost the courage to remove the

wanted to check if we have any plans for the afternoon?"

on his

thinking for a moment before gathering

is he so cold? Could

breath, Ophelia didn't wait for

The bathrobe slipped off.

a black V-neck pajama set

skin, the outfit was irresistibly

his brows furrowing tightly as his