Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 295

After hanging up the call and looking at the information Chloe sent, Ophelia suddenly had a thought and found Ronin's contact on WhatsApp. She called him with a voice call.

The phone rang for a long time, and just when Ophelia thought Ronin on the other end wouldn't answer, the call was finally picked up, and the timer started counting. "Hey, why did you suddenly call me?" Ronin, sounded a bit surprised.

He thought, 'Does her man know she's calling me?'

"What's up? Just tell me," he said seriously.

"Sorry to bother you, Dr. West. I'm calling to ask for something," she said politely.

"What is it? Just tell me."

"Kenneth's toxin pathology report." Ophelia got straight to the point, not wasting any time. She needed to understand the results of the toxins in Kenneth's body. Ronin on the other end paused for a few seconds, "Well... you, you already know?"

Ronin cleared his throat twice, wondering if she was testing him.

"Yes, I know everything, and I'm not bluffing. I need the pathology report to find a treatment. Could you please send it to me later, Dr. West? Thank you."

"Oh, all right." After Ronin hung up, he sent the report and paused for a moment.

He thought, 'Why am I so obedient? That feeling is really strange

Ophelia saved the pathology report and then looked up the locations of villages along the Jenton border.

Her leg injury wasn't fully healed yet, so Kenneth definitely wouldn't let her go. She didn't feel comfortable leaving this matter to someone else. Just as

she walked down. She was halfway down the stairs when a tall figure took two stairs at a time to reach

down. "It's fine. I can manage on my own. My leg's okay now." She didn't want Kenneth to worry.

me like I'm

arms, would you really be unhappy" Kenneth looked at Ophelia in his arms

looking away with knowing smiles. They thought, 'Mr. Sinclair and Mrs. Sinclair are just so in love. It's

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Ophelia could tell what they were thinking. It was kind of embarrassing. She leaned her

room, placed her on the main dining chair, and sat down next to her. Usually, Lisa would serve the dishes, but this time Kenneth did it himself. He took off his jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt

the chopsticks, he filled her plate with

felt like Kenneth was treating her like a pampered pet.

protests, peeling shrimp for her and placing them into her bowl one by one. Watching him peel shrimp was simply a

her, his brow furrowing slightly as if something

he was feeling unwell and urgently asked, "What's wrong? Are

lost weight lately, her chin had

need to eat well. Do you hear me?" Even if he was

saying his last words. At

her favorites, yet each bite was hard

and just like at the hospital, Kenneth carried her to the bath. He knelt down and carefully covered her wound

against the wall, pulled his neck down, and kissed his thin lips on tiptoe. A sweet, girlish scent

looking down at her. Watching her eyelashes quiver like butterfly wings. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze grew deeper. Even after all this time,

her injured leg couldn't stand the strain for long, so