Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 275

Chapter 275

The night hung over Rosewood Manor like a fog that wouldn't disperse.

Ophelia sat on the shaggy carpet, hugging her knees. Since she returned, she'd either sleep on the chaise lounge where Kenneth often sat or sit by the floor-to-ceiling window with her knees hugged. She didn't dare sleep on the bed. Without Kenneth, it was freezing cold.

Half asleep, she dreamed of Kenneth building an amusement park for her and kissing her under a carousel.

But suddenly, he disappeared without a trace. She woke up abruptly, startled from her sleep. Everything felt like a dream, yet it was not a dream...

She got up before dawn. She heard that getting a marriage license was a big deal, so she dressed up carefully: wearing a white shirt and light jeans, with a touch of makeup to cover her fatigue.

Coming downstairs, Lisa had already prepared breakfast. She quickly ate breakfast and then drove to the city hall. Sunlight gleamed on the plaque at the entrance. Several young couples were lined up at the door, their faces radiating happiness. Some girls even wore veils, all dressed in white shirts and white dresses.

The boys' faces were both nervous and expectant, looking lost like children.

Ophelia thought, 'Will Kenneth be like that? Probably not, who is that guy, and why will he have such an expression?

Ophelia sat in the car, leaning back in her seat, watching as the city hall opened, and they all rushed in.

Not long after, pairs of newlyweds came out holding their marriage licenses.

The first thing they did was hold the licenses in front of their chests, lean their heads together in sync, and take a photo.

Ophelia couldn't help but smile as she was infected by their joy. But as time went by, she watched couple after couple leave. Her heart grew heavier.

Although she had already guessed that Kenneth wouldn't come, she couldn't help but hope. Maybe he would show up after all.

and fewer people came to get their

glanced at her phone, and in her conversation with Kenneth, there were still no new messages from him. She looked around again, but there was no sign of Kenneth. Every call she made was

here all day. Do you need

look around, and once she was sure the person she was waiting for wouldn't show up, she drove off. As soon as the black SUV

should we follow her?" The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, not understanding why Kenneth had been waiting here all

crossed his legs, his usual black suit jacket revealing the unusual sight of

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absentmindedly fiddled with the ring on his ring finger, while his thin lips were dighly pursed. Perched on his high-bridged nose was a pair of gold-rimmed glasses,

silent, and the driver instinctively knew what to do. He maintained a safe distance to avoid being

there, it's me. We're having a wrap-up party tonight. Want to join us? Everyone hopes you'll

felt like something was

about to refuse, but changed her mind and agreed. "When and where shall

o'clock at the

"Okay,"

intersection, Ophelia quickly made a U-turn, narrowly missing a black executive

were touched with frost. He hadn't seen that

just like before. He should be happy. But it felt like he was tearing her apart only to

thought, 'Is what I

in his otherwise blank eyes. He said, "Mr. Sinclair, although I don't know what happened between

a wedding photo when she was young, but she never got one before

it

a long time, just as Aaron thought

said, "You miss your wife because she left you when your relationship was at its best. Being with

in that relationship forever, making you carry it with you for the

his mouth, Aaron fell silent. It seemed like he understood