Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 293

After Ophelia finished getting her things and came out, she ran to Ethan waiting for the elevator.

From afar, Ethan felt a sharp, cold gaze fix on him, like a wild beast eyeing prey, ready to pounce and devour him. That feeling sent shivers down his spine, like a prickly thorn on his back.

He turned his head and met Kenneth's gaze, feeling a thick tension that only men could sense.

Kenneth's features beneath the hat brim were sharply defined, radiating a strong, commanding presence, as if everyone else was beneath him.

After a two-second stare down, Ethan's gaze lowered and noticed Ophelia in a wheelchair. He raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "What happened to you?"

The slight hint of concern made Kenneth even more displeased He purposely moved the wheelchair to break their eye

contact.

"Well... just a slight injury it's no big deal. Thanks for asking." Ophelia turned her head slightly, with a faint smile on her lips. A flash of surprise appeared in Ethan's eyes. When he met Ophelia's clear, bright eyes, he was slightly taken aback. There was no denying it- Ophelia was stunningly beautiful and pure, captivating at first sight.

Yet, her demeanor was cool and distant; even as her lips formed a smile, her eyes showed no trace of laughter, radiating polite detachment.

mething different on her face her eyes sparkled like stars, and that smile was more It was the first time he noticed genuine, more captivating. It made him want to glance twice.

The elevator arrived, and Kenneth immediately pushed Ophelia inside. Ethan peeked into the elevator and, realizing there wasn't space for him, wisely stepped back. "You go ahead."

Ophelia gave him a polite nod to show her thanks. The elevator was indeed quite spacious; one more person could easily fit. However, Kenneth stood blocking the entrance, clearly unwilling to make space for Ethan.

She knew Kenneth's nature well; if she spoke even one more word, Ethan might lose the chance to stay here. So it was wiser for her to stay silent.

After they got downstairs, Kenneth lifted her from the wheelchair into the car.

from many passersby.

His striking presence drew curious glances

she's paralyzed, she has such a handsome man taking "Isn't that the truth! It's really quite

to show she

care of her."

a wheelchair would draw this kind of attention. She almost

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was wide enough to reach her ears when she saw them return

see Kenneth place Ophelia in

Sinclair, what happened?"

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a hurry, eyes wide with concern, as she looked

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peeking out from

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sighed, glancing at Kenneth beside her. She thought there was

of him pretending to be

Mrs. Sinclair moved out less than a month ago and got hurt already. Why did it take you so long to bring

she spoke that she realized how bold she was to talk to Kenneth that way. She immediately

her lips together and stood aside, lowering her head too afraid

be upset, but surprisingly, he remained incredibly calm and

was summer; the crabapple blossoms on either side of the yard were no longer as lush as in spring, now scattered sparsely

up Ophelia from the wheelchair,

always hold me like this." She still wasn't sure about Kenneth's health and was always worried he might get tired, which could affect

down at Ophelia in his arms. He thought, 'Is she underestimating me? Holding her is still pretty easy. If she hadn't insisted on getting out of the car

as he stood up, she pushed

Ophelia's gaze

pair of cartoon dolls at the head of

of little clay figures by hand while on the island, placing them by the bedside in their room. She never expected to see them again at the head of the bed in Rosewood