Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 346

A few minutes later, a quiet voice came from the balcony. Ophelia had sharp hearing.

"Mom, you've been gone for so many years, and I've never asked you for anything. Just this once, I'm asking for a successful surgery. I want to accompany her until she's 60. "Am I asking for too much? Then 50... But not less than that.

"Mom, you don't know how wonderful my girl is. I can't bear to leave her. Please put in a good word for me up there, alright? I'm begging you."

Kenneth held a photo. The woman in the picture looked kind and gentle, her eyes smiling. Seeing the curve of her lips, one couldn't help but smile too.

As Ophelia heard those words, her pillow was already soaked.

The surgery was scheduled for 10 a.m., and the guild members were guarding the entire floor. Only a few core members of the guild knew about Kenneth's surgery.

Before entering the operating room, Kenneth kissed Ophelia on the forehead. "Honey, wait for me to come out." Ophelia nodded, a beautiful smile on her face. "Okay, I'll be right outside waiting for you."

She gave him another peck on the cheek, stood on her tiptoes, leaned close to his ear, and whispered something.

When she met Kenneth's gaze again, his eyes were a bit red at the corners, and he frowned at her. "I'll

go

all

out for you."

The heavy iron door blocked their view of each other.

What she had whispered in his ear earlier was, "Whether it's heaven or hell, I'll be with you."

Victor stepped out of the elevator, unable to get any closer. He could only stand at the elevator door and watch from a distance, his stern brows furrowed.

The elevator went down and came back up. When the doors opened again, Ivy bumped into that familiar figure. Her heart skipped a beat.

Victor sensed someone behind him and turned to meet her gaze. A flicker of surprise and distraction he quickly reverted to his usual cold, serious demeanor. crossed his

eyes,

but

of the elevator but was stopped as well, leaving

switched on. Everyone's

been all these years?" His tone

peacefully, why shouldn't I have been doing the same?

to stare at the distant operating

time. Seeing the two waiting, Ophelia asked someone to bring them

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two cups of water. He handed one to Ivy and then took the other to the window at the end of the hallway. "You're still pretending to be the good guy," Ivy commented

if he didn't hear her, a faint bitter smile on

his paper cup, his eyes fixed on the red light above the operating room

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he felt cold as if a chill had seeped into his bones, and even

2 p.m., the surgery was still ongoing. Ivy held on,

the chair, "If you can't

none of your business, Victor. Stop pretending to be the nice guy, alright? I'm not as easy to

see some guilt or apology

I? If I had known saving you would lead to Grace's death, I would never have done it." She let out a cold laugh, crushing the paper cup in her hand. Victor stood with a blank expression, his eyes fixed on the doors of the operating room. Ivy hated him, and

back to her, his voice

but from the tone of her voice, it was clear her hatred from back

at Victor in shock, thinking, 'Is he apologizing?

as she laughed, her

years suddenly seemed ridiculous

Ivy repeated the word like she was going

she had saved him and taken him home for treatment, but

let them be together. But who could

guilty for saving him