Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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The massive LCD TV resounded with the sounds of battle.

"Bang bang..." Gunshots blasted from the speakers, sounding almost real as if they were whizzing past her ears.

'Does he turn up the volume out of anger?' thought Lisa.

Lisa came out of the kitchen, carefully walked up to Ophelia, and handed her a pair of slippers from the nearby shoe rack.

She said, "Miss, Mr. Sinclair has been playing games all night."

Sure enough, he was upset.

Ophelia put on her slippers, went around to the man's back, and wrapped her arms around his neck like a gentle kitten. Her nose gently nudged and rubbed against his neck. "Hubby..." The girl's voice was sweet, as sweet as honey.

It was completely different from her distant demeanor when outside.

Kenneth ignored her and turned off the game. The screen went black and reflected his cold, handsome face. He carelessly tossed the game controller onto the gray marble coffee table. Ophelia said, "Honey, are you angry? I'm sorry I came home late

She didn't expect the film festival to last so long. Beyond the awards, there were various song performances and other

events.

She kept checking the time.

Kenneth didn't say a word, gently moved her smooth, pale arms aside, and went straight upstairs.

Ophelia didn't dare to complain. She followed him and wrapped her arm around his. "Honey, tonight... can we just do whatever you want?"

This seemed the only way to calm him now.

Kenneth was unfazed, not even blinking an eye.

His deep, blue eyes revealed no emotion.

She continued, "Didn't we agree before? No silent treatments, right? If something's bothering you, just tell me, You decide how to solve it, and I'll do what you say."

Kenneth paused at the bedroom door on the third floor, turned his head slightly, and pressed his thin lips together, looking like he wanted to speak but couldn't find the words. Finally, he stayed quiet. Seeing his expression, Ophelia felt a jolt in her heart and fixed her eyes on his sharp, intense gaze.

She thought, 'What's wrong? Could it be...?"

"Are you feeling sick?" After asking, her heart leaped into her throat, and she felt as if all the warmth had left her hands and feet.

She was terrified that something might go wrong now, so close to the surgery.

deeply, with his gaze steady, and his hands by his sides clenched and released

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his

the girl in front of him, and pressed her

She'd already fallen earlier tonight, and being shoved against the door by him now felt like it was

on, Kennic...?" She felt there was something

a patient now? Think I can't do anything? I don't need

want others to treat him as

instinctive feeling that there might be something wrong with his body was

was a normal

I'm feeling sorry for you?"

"Ophelia, I'm giving you one more chance. I

wife." As the words left her mouth, Ophelia suddenly realized something. Her heart felt like it was tightly

near, Kenneth' nerves were

easily break through the thin barrier he'd built around

would worry,

never

said, "Kennie, I'm sorry. I should've been there for

she should have been by his side. Even

sooner.

away, he must have envisioned countless scenarios in his mind, tearing himself apart and piecing

spoke those words to push

hand with one of hers, while her other hand touched his chiseled cheek, with her eyes meeting

you're just unwell, and that's all. Even if you're sick, my love for you won't lessen a bit. I love Kenneth, the good and the

through her long hair, with his thumb gently stroking

and over, as if only by doing so could

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He was afraid.

They were all afraid.

she was ready to

this life, she

stood on her tiptoes, mimicking his usual manner, and slowly kissed his

She was slowly savoring.

she took

fingers unbuttoned his collar, but as soon as she undid one button, his