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.

steady, and his hands by his sides clenched and released

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his

suddenly turned, pulled the girl in front of him, and

against the door by him now felt like it

felt there was

me as a patient now?

didn't want others to treat

feeling that there might be something

normal person,

do you think I'm feeling sorry

I can still have our marriage

mouth, Ophelia suddenly realized something. Her heart felt like it was tightly gripped, and for a moment, she could hardly breathe. She was

the surgery date drew near, Kenneth' nerves were

break through the thin barrier he'd built

would overthink, he would worry, and he

had never felt

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

she should have been by his side. Even if there were matters

sooner.

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

spoke those words to push her away once

stepped forward, holding his cold hand with one of hers, while her other hand touched his chiseled cheek, with her eyes meeting his

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, having never been chosen so decisively

brushed through her long hair, with his thumb

hoarsely, over and over, as if only by doing so could he be sure of

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He was afraid.

They were all afraid.

she was ready

this life, she

mimicking his usual manner, and slowly kissed his

She was slowly savoring.

she took

as soon as she undid one button, his