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.

with his gaze steady, and his hands by his sides

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his sharp-featured jaw

in front of him, and pressed

and being shoved against the door by him now felt like it was shaking her to

there was something off about

think of me as a patient now? Think I

others to treat him as a

that there might be something wrong with his body was

was a normal person,

think I'm feeling

I can still have our marriage registration erased from the

want those chances, even if you gave me a thousand. I want to be your wife." As the words left her mouth, Ophelia suddenly realized something. Her heart felt like it was

near, Kenneth' nerves were undoubtedly stretched

break through the

overthink, he would worry, and

had never

I'm sorry. I should've been there for you

she should have been by his side. Even if

sooner.

was away, he must have envisioned countless scenarios in his mind, tearing himself

was why he spoke those words to push her away

her

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 bad, everything about you..." Kenneth stared intently into her eyes,

long hair, with

only by

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He was afraid.

They were all afraid.

she was ready to face

life, she lived

tiptoes, mimicking his usual manner, and slowly kissed

She was slowly savoring.

she took the

unbuttoned his collar, but as soon as she undid one