Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Kenneth propped himself up and spoke, emphasizing each word

He had asked her the same question before, also encouraging he to think carefully.

At that time, he had said if she ever left him, he couldn't guarantee what he might do.

Ophelia wrapped her arms around Kenneth' neck. "No need to overthink it, Kenneth. Listen, I'll say it one last time: I will never leave you as long as I live. Unless... I die."

Her blue, clear eyes were locked onto Kenneth in front of her.

She was just as determined as ever.

Since the day he held her as they went down into the sea in their past lives, her entire being in this life was focused on Kenneth.

When he lived, she would live alongside him.

When he died, she would go with him.

So there was nothing to think through.

A marriage certificate wouldn't change their love; having one or not made no difference. But she wanted the right to sign his surgery consent forms and wanted them to have the right to decide each other's fate. Kenneth' eyes glimmered slightly behind his glasses. He gently caressed her cheek, his gaze tender.

He wasn't sure how long he had to live, so he couldn't

marry her

He was afraid; even he could feel scared-worried that he wouldn't be able to be with her for long.

He was worried about holding her back and ruining her life. Her future was still long, and he couldn't gamble with her happiness.

Ophelia held his face in her hands, seeing a deep sense of helplessness in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck her heart.

This was something the late Kenneth would never have feared.

In the past, his eyes were filled only with power, violence, and arrogance.

He controlled others' fates; he set the rules.

"Kennie..." Ophelia reminded him.

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"Let's decide after the surgery is over." Kenneth stared at her for a long time before finally speaking,

the past, all he cared about was revenge. Later, he realized everything he wanted was nothing compared to Ophelia in front of

he couldn't ensure her a perfectly smooth life, at the very least, he wanted her future

want to get the

you handle ime being with another man in the

because he had just woken up, the redness in his eyes

chest rose and fell, and his breathing became

He couldn't handle it.

thought of it

the pillow, gradually tightening his arms

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one in this world will love me more than you. If you leave me, I can't promise what

threatening him with the words he had

his eyes, Ophelia furrowed her brows slightly. "I'm giving you one more chance. Speak clearly and decide today whether you'll get the marriage license with me

he stared at Ophelia beneath

and innocent eyes showed a hint of

don't get it today, I'll never get it in my life. I

Ophelia said angrily.

die; that

as he hugged her tightly, afraid she

my permission, you need to

of living a long life

argue further. She ordered. "Get

her onto his lap, tilting his

some

speechless as she

a Jerk!'

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shirt and black pants that outlined his long, straight legs and his V-shaped waist. A black suit jacket was draped over his arm. Ophelia wore a white long dress with a

ever wore high heels, but

folder containing their marriage documents in her

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side. "Mr. Si lair, this breakfast is specially made by Mrs. Sinclair

glanced at Ophelia beside him

breakfast Ophelia made tasted

was he, in some lifetime, to

her, she couldn't help but touch her face.

'Is there something on

get your license with the most outstanding man