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.

the waitress a faint, uninterested

silent, completely ignoring

I got some food. Come out and eat with me. I'm starving," Ophelia said. 10:46

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Kenneth repliettaskly, his

Kenneth being so indifferent to her in front

woman

needs to handle at the company, Ophelia

outside, Ophelia said, turning to

waitress's lips curled into a smug smile, thinking, 'Looks like Mrs. Sinclair's position in Mr. Sinclair's heart isn't as high as

Sinclair, I think Mrs. Sinclair seems a little upset," the waitress said, offering the fruit

replied, his voice completely devoid of

her hands hovering

she said in a voice so small it was almost

raised his eyes, his sharp

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

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

after, Kenneth emerged from

slightly uncomfortable. She had never quite gotten used to it, and something about this version of Kenneth seemed off. Although Kenneth still looked handsome with the glasses, his

answered. He took off his

neither of them spoke

even ask where she had been this

his left hand was

right hand. The ring she had

ring I gave you?" Ophelia

off." Kenneth's tone made 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

more like an attempt to comfort herself. The meal continued, but Ophelia couldn't enjoy

afternoon, Kenneth was still in the study, while Ophelia was alone in the pool. 10:46 Sat,

Chapter 261

me? Did I stay out too long this morning? she thought to herself.

pool, took a

and put on a bathrobe over her pajamas.. She walked to the study, where Kenneth, wearing glasses, was staring intently at his laptop, glance at her, his voice

need?" Kenneth lifted his eyelids For a moment,

distant as if he were looking at

the courage to remove the

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

on his watch. "I'm

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

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

didn't wait for Kenneth's response and quickly

The bathrobe slipped off.

wearing a black V-neck pajama set underneath, the skirt

skin, the

moved, his brows furrowing