Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

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Ophelia hadn't been back to Rosewood Manor for a while. Ever since Kenneth went on his business trip, she'd only returned nice, and both times, she left in a hurry. She hadn't even noticed that a whole amusement park had sprung up in the empty lot. The lights gradually came on, and everything started up at once.

The tallest and biggest Ferris wheel glowed with a warm yellow fight. The two of them stood next to the double-decker carousel, listening to the crisp, dreamy sounds that resembled a music box. Even though Ophelia had known for a while that Kenneth was going to give her an armusement park, actually seeing the extravagant gift touched her heart.

Like a child, she rode the carousel over and over. Every time she passed Kenneth at the starting point, she'd wave at him with a big smile, her long hair blowing in the wind, her laughter Carefree like a child's. They later rode the Ferris wheel together, and when they reached the top, they looked down at the stunning night view of Dellanex.

When they got back to the villa, it was already past midnight, but Kenneth's Valentine's Day gift didn't end there.

Upon seeing the stack of property deeds piled up like a deck of cards in front of her, Ophelia almost choked on her own spit. She opened a few-each one was property developed by Sinclair Group, ranging from several thousand square feet to several ten of thousands of square feet, all in her name..

There was also a printed document for Yee Cake, listing Ophelia as the legal owner of 5,200 stores worldwide.

She was utterly speechless. "What..."

Ophelia's throat tightened as she thought, 'Isn't this a bit too much? These gifts are insanel

When Kenneth didn't see the reaction he was expecting on her face, his expression darkened, thinking, 'Could Mark have been right? Do women just prefer bags and jewelry? I didn't have time to get those today, but I'll make sure to get them for her tomorrow." He asked, "You don't like it?"

"I love the amusement park more, but since you're giving this to me, I'll gladly accept it." Ophelia wrapped her arms around. Kenneth's neck, stood on her tiptoes, and gave him a peck on the lips. "Kenneth, being your wife is already enough for me. You don't need to be so extravagant."

Upon hearing the word 'extravagant, Kenneth raised an eyebrow, lowered his head, and leaned closer to her lips, almost kissing her as he murmured, "The more you spend, the less I'll spend. I like it when my woman is extravagant. Didn't I tell you, once I got back, you can't use the 'my back hurts' excuse anymore?"

The faint scent of alcohol lingered in the air as the light cast a glow over him. His black shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, exposing a few buttons undone.

Ophelia suddenly noticed a new tattoo beneath Kenneth's collarbone, near his heart, a series of letters. Her smooth, delicate fingers traced over it gently. The tattoo was still healing, and it was her name.

Kenneth used to have a tattoo of his mother's name in that spot, and now he had added Ophelia's. Just as Ophelia was about to look up and say something, her lips were captured by his kiss

It was nearly 2 AM when they were done. Ophelia lay in the crook of his arm, her fingers lightly brushing over the letters of his tattoo, and murmured. "Kenny, I want to get a tattoo of your name too." When Kenneth heard her call him "Kenny", his gaze deepened, but he didn't say a word

He gently caressed Ophelia's smooth and delicate cheek, and after a long pause, his voice, hoarse and enticing, whispered in her ear. "My angel, I've given you enough space to grow, and I've respected your career. I don't know if I'm right or wrong in Chapter 46

doing so, but if you ever dare to fly away, I'll personally clip your wings.

She wondered why he was so afraid of her leaving-this time, she would never leave him.

Ophelia softly kissed Kenneth's tattoo, and his chest rose suddenly, his breath becoming ragged as he said, "If you don't want to sleep, just say it."

The following morning. Ophelia slept in until the sun was high in the sky. Just as she reached for her phone on the nightstand to check the time, she couldn't find it.

"What are you looking for?" Kenneth's lazy voire came from the window. He was leaning against the couch, propping his head up with one hand while toying with her phone in the other

Ophelia sat up, yawning, feeling as if her back had snapped in two. She then slumped against the headboard, not wanting to move. "What time is it?"

"10:48, Kenneth replied casually before changing his tone. "Ophelia, you've got pictures of another man on your phone. Where did you get the guts, huh?"

Ophelia was left speechless, thinking that his habit of snooping through her phone was really bad.

Kenneth then got up from the couch and threw her phone right out the window.

Seeing that, Ophelia quickly protested. "Hey... Why don't you let me explain?"

"Explain? I'm listening. If you don't have a good reason today. I guarantee you won't be getting out of bed. In fact, you'll be locked in bed from now on. Kenneth frowned.

"That's Lisa's favorite actor. She asked me to take a picture, to see... Ophelia swallowed nervously. "To see if he's as handsome in real life as he is on TV.

"Hah. Do you think I'm a three-year-old? So tell me, who's better looking-him on TV or in real life, huh?" Kenneth had already made his way to the bedside, leaning down with narrowed eyes as if daring her to say another man was more handsome. "Ugh... No matter how I answer. I'm doomed. Lisa really screwed me over this time! Ophelia thought as she clutched the blanket and turned her head away, her lips barely twitching into any kind of expression.

Kenneth lifted her chin, but she quickly shook him off, questioning, "Did you really go on a business trip or were you spending all this time abroad with another woman?" "Hah... What's that supposed to mean?" he retorted.

"You tell me," Ophelia muttered as she wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, laying back down with her back to Kenneth. She let out a faint sigh, her throat tightening, "Fine! You just wait!" Kenneth frowned before dialing Mark's number

The call was quickly answered, and Kenneth asked, "While I was abroad this past month, was there a woman by my side!"

"Huh? What... Mark hadn't caught up with what was happening

"Answer me honestly! Kenneth's voice was icy and menacing.

Mark stammered, "N-No. There wasn't-

Kenneth ended the call and threw the phone in front of Ophelia Go ahead, check whatever you want

She scoffed, "Do you think I'm a child? Mark works for you, of course he'll say whatever you tell him to! And you probably cleared your pl ahead of time..."All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Kenneth was fuming. He picked Ophelia up from the bed and set her on his lap, his brows furrowed and face serious, clearly trying to explain. But she couldn't hold back her laughter.

She huffed. "Getting anxious, huh? I felt the exact same way earlier! How could you accuse me like that? If you don't trust me in the future, I won't bother explaining myself." She thought to herself that Kenneth always had people watching over her. Everything about her was probably crystal clear to him. Realizing that Ophelia had been messing with him, Kenneth gritted his teeth in frustration, but there was nothing he could

do about it.

He buried his head in her neck and playfully "bir" her. "Why are you wearing the necklace I gave you? Don't like it?" She let out a quiet sigh, thinking about how costly the necklace was and how she'd handle it if it got lost. Almost as if reading her mind, Kenneth added, "Wear it, and I'll buy you a new one if anything happens to it." He sounded like a necklace was no big deal.

That necklace cost 50 million dollars, but compared to the 5,200 dessert shops he gave her, it was nothing.

Ophelia hesitated. "Can we talk about something? Stop having so many people follow me around. I can take care of myself," Kenneth's response was firm. "No." There was no room room for negotiation on that.

He gently fixed Ophelia's hair and pressed her back down onto the bed. Her wide eyes looked at him pitifully, almost melting his heart. "I'll only pull back half of them," he finally conceded. Ophelia nodded, "Alright." She knew this was probably the biggest compromise Kenneth would ever make.