Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 270

Chapter 270

Ophelia picked up the call, and a man's husky voice, rough from smoking, came through. "Mrs. Sinclair..."

It was Ray calling, and she wasn't surprised at all.

"How are you doing?" When she burst into the guild that day, Ray was nowhere in sight among everyone, he must have been severely punished by Kenneth.

Ray was surprised, not expecting Ophelia's first words to care about him. He did suffer some minor injuries, but that was nothing compared to Eric. "Mrs. Sinclair, Eric he..."

"He's recovering on the island, no need to worry." Following Kenneth was always risky; he was as sharp as a leopard. She shouldn't have let them take such risks.

Ray on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment.

"Is there anything else?" Ophelia asked coldly.

Ray felt relieved and then realized Ophelia sounded different from usual. "Mrs. Sinclair, did something happen between you and Mr. Sinclair? I'm at the guild now, and do you need my help with anything?"

He had heard about Ophelia entering the guild alone that day, but he was being punished and couldn't come out. Over the time spent with her, he gradually forgot he was Kenneth's man.

Ophelia said, "Tell Kenneth that even if it's a breakup, it should be talked about face-to-face. I'll wait for him at the city hall entrance on June 1."

Lisa stood nearby, and at the mention of "breakup," a flash of panic crossed her eyes.

Ophelia hung up the phone, she quickly asked, "Mrs. Sinclair, what happened between you and Mr. Sinclair? How did a nice vacation lead to a breakup? Did you have a disagreement?" She was curious too. She thought, 'What

way of paving the

expression, she knew the problem wasn't with her. She thought, 'Mr. Sinclair, what are you doing? You're so

a gray tracksuit and sat next to Ophelia. Lisa stepped aside without asking any

Scott

giving you trouble, I'll stand up

used to protect her when they

never quite understood why the entire Hastings family treated her like an outsider, except for Scott, who truly saw her as his sister. "Ophelia, do you think I'm childish? Like I'm just a kid?

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be happy." Scott spoke sincerely; his eyes were

Ophelia agreed, her

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soccer. On the field, he was sweating heavily, full of energy and sunshine. Except for the memory loss, he seemed just like

when he had collapsed, his face pale,

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time, she really thought she'd lost Scott. She regretted her previous coldness, regretted being so focused on revenge

make up for it. Sometimes, it was only after losing someone that

Have I gotten better?" Scott's sweat dripped down his face and onto the front of his tank top. On his skin,

her eyebrows slightly raised. "Yeah,