The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 17

  • Chapter 7

  • Three days later, Navier left the hospital alone.

  • The day she was discharged happened to be both Ophelia’s birthday and her own.

  • After her birthday cake was delivered, she lit a candle.

  • Closing her eyes, she made a silent wish: “May I never see Lysander Vanderbilt again.”

  • Just as she finished making her wish, Lysander stumbled in, clearly intoxicated.

  • He mentioned the cake and the flickering candle, and his expression darkened instantly.

  • He strode to the table and shoved the cake off the table.

  • “Navier Armstrong, Didn’t I tell you? You’re not allowed to celebrate your birthday on this day.

  • Ophelia doesn’t get to anymore, so why the hell should you?”

  • Navier looked at him calmly, her voice devoid of emotio. “So because Ophelia is dead, and I happen

  • to share her birthday, I’m not allowed to celebrate my own birthday for the rest of my life?”

  • replied. “She’s gone. You could’ve at

  • decency to step aside today.”

  • an instant. Then,

  • looked up again, tears glistened in

  • celebrate in front of

  • that, Lysander remained angry with

  • that Lysander was still desperately

  • divorce waiting

  • last, she could

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  • that day, she walked out of court with the finalized decree in

  • Lysander passed out drunk on the sofa, mumbling Ophelia’s

  • name.

  • “Ophelia… Ophelia…”

  • a moment, just watching him.

  • copy of the divorce papers on the table and made a

  • gripped Navier’s hand anxiously.

  • walk in and tell him you’re Ophelia, that you’ve been reborn. He’ll believe it. With that face, he’ll treat you well for the rest of your

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