Jilted Bride 289

Chapter 289

Seeing Ophelia like this, Phoebe laughed hysterically. In her eyes, the fear of death was gone, leaving only smugness mixed with deep dissatisfaction.

She was so close to succeeding-killing Ophelia, then using Kenneth's influence to wipe out the Davidson family. Then she could save Kenneth's life using this plan. By that time, Kenneth couldn't help but repay her for saving him, and they could live happily together.

But all her plans were ruined, and she just couldn't accept it.

Phoebe pressed her lips together, saying nothing, looking triumphantly at Ophelia, who knew the truth but was helpless. "Are you gonna beg me? If you beg, I'll tell you."

Ophelia clenched her fingers tighter around her collar, her knuckles turning white. Suddenly, a large hand reached over and held hers.

The warmth from Kenneth's palm gradually wrapped around her cold little hand. Ophelia looked up, meeting the deep eyes behind his glasses.

"Be good, and let's go to the hospital first," he said softly and gently.

Seeing the injuries all over Ophelia, Kenneth felt like a piece of his heart had been torn away. His woman would not be threatened like this. Ophelia refused to let go, gritting her teeth stubbornly. She thought, 'How can I have been so foolish to only realize it now?" Ophelia's bright, clear eyes, like those of a deer, were illuminated by the firelight, showing a streak of determination. Kenneth gently ruffled her hair and said, "I'm not dying that easily. Trust me, I know the method she mentioned." "Really?" Ophelia looked into his eyes; he wasn't lying to her. She gradually calmed down and withdrew her hand. Kenneth pulled her into his arms, giving Phoebe on the ground a cold stare, as if looking at a dead person.

Chloe observed the situation, thought for a moment, and then ordered her subordinates to first take the people back. "Wait!" Jonathan stopped them. "Just letting her off after setting such a big fire would be a waste."

Jonathan's voice had an eerie chill, like a snake hissing.

Just a moment ago, Phoebe felt relieved to have saved her life, but now her eyes were filled with nothing but fear when she looked at Jonathan. Jonathan let out a quiet laugh; he hated being made a fool of, and this damn woman dared to use him. He couldn't possibly swallow this insult. "J-Jonathan, please don't! I-I know I was wrong..." Phoebe stammered with terror in her eyes.

was not one to show mercy or pity, especially not in situations like

Phoebe by her hair, like she was

bug... The poison bug..." But even if

blazing fire. Phoebe's anguished screams

a couple of

that Jonathan instructed someone to take her away. He thought, 'The

his fingers with a handkerchief, his eyes briefly passing

was fixed on Kenneth. "What was Phoebe saying

sent chills down anyone's spine. However, Ophelia's entire focus was

insect carefully nurtured with 76 different toxins, able to enter one's body and absorb various harmful substances, but..." Chloe sighed and said, "I've heard that the method to nurture these poisonous insects has long been

even if they found the legendary family, they might not be able to find

insects.

Kenneth's poison had already spread to his brain;

almost couldn't support herself on one leg. "A family of pharmacologists?" she

'Isn't Kenneth's mother the daughter of the famed pharmacologist family? If that's the case, can Ivy possibly know how to nurture these

of hope sparked in her eyes. Just by looking into her eyes, Kenneth knew what she was thinking. "Let's

up into his arms, being as

headed towards the hospital. On the way, Kenneth checked her injuries, his expression becoming even darker. He thought, 'How could I have let Phoebe off so

at the hospital, Ophelia was scheduled for a full examination. Besides

and she only needed to stay in the hospital for two

besides those present, nobody else, including the Carnegie

sleep." Kenneth said, sitting by her

could feel her eyelids growing heavy, yet she stubbornly refused to

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