Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
Jilted Bride 219

Chapter 219

Thump... Thump.....

In the silent room, Chloe could only hear the frantic pounding of her own heart.

Noah pursed his lips, swallowing hard. "Could you, un, get me a glass of water first...

Chloe took a deep breath, her heart finally settling back into her chest. She followed Noah's gaze to his hand, then turned to the kitchen to fetch him a glass of warm water, grabbing some fever medicine as well. Take the medicine and then leave quickly, Chloe said.

The white pill and the glass of water were placed on the coffee table in front of Noah.

"So heartless!" Noah coughed and propped himself up.

If that's the case, then I won't take the medicine, Noah thought.

Seeing this, Chloe sighed. "Today is Wyatt's birthday, Elia is coming over, and I don't want her to misunderstand. If you really have nowhere else to go... you can wait until Elia leaves and come back after." Noah raised an eyebrow, realizing that Chloe didn't seem to be rushing him out anymore.

At that moment, he felt a little less miserable.

Noah quickly swallowed the pill and downed the entire glass of water in one go. "Give me another one."

Chloe, keeping her patience, took the cup.

As she turned to head back to the kitchen, Noah raised an eyebrow. "Actually... I have a way to make sure Elia doesn't misunderstand." When Chloe didn't respond, Noah said seriously, "You could let me actually be Wyatt's father. That would solve everything, wouldn't it?"

Bang!

The

cup slipped from Chloe's hand, crashing to the floor and shattering into pieces.

The shards scattered, and half the glass of warm water splashed onto Chloe's slippers.

One moment her feet had been warm, but the next they were immediately cold.

"You must really be sick if you're talking nonsense like that," Chloe said.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Noah's voice, when he spoke normally, was deep and magnetic, his expression solemn with no trace of a joke in it.

Chloe avoided his serious gaze, crouching down to pick up the broken glass pieces.

"Be careful," Noah said, his throat much better after drinking the water, his discomfort lessening.

"I was in a plane crash once, and I lost all my memories. I felt empty inside. But when I'm with you, I feel a sense of peace, so I've been sticking around, Noah explained. Chloe paused in her movements as a sharp pain shot through her fingertip. A drop of blood trickled down her nail, landing

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on the transparent glass,

"If you don't mind, I could be Wyatt's father. You can think of me as your late husband. I wouldn't mind," Noah said.

"I mind" Chloe slowly stood up, her gaze firm. "You're not him."

"Noah doesn't remember anything. Once he remembers everything, he'll probably make the same choice he did before. We can never be together, Chloe thought.

"Oh, right. Sorry... Did I hurt your feelings? I'm sorry..." Noah mumbled, settling back on the couch. His voice grew softer and softer until he fell into a deep sleep.

hloe finished picking up the shards of glass and walked over to the couch. Looking at Noah, fast asleep, her heart ached as if pierced by needles.

Unable to resist, Chloe reached out and gently touched his cheek.

"The one who should be apologizing is me... Noah, it's me who lied to you. I knew who you were all along and got close to you on purpose. From the beginning. I've only been using you. Chloe said. Noah rubbed his nose and adjusted into a more comfortable sleeping position.

Chloe immediately pulled her hand back and silently watched him for a long while, until she heard the sound of a door opening from the bedroom.

"Mommy... what are you doing? Wyatt pushed open the door, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his chubby little hands.

Chloe quickly turned her head, wiping away the tears from her chin.

Wyatt ran over, his soft little arms wrapping around Chloe's neck.

"Mommy..." Wyatt knew more than anyone realized. Every year on his birthday, Chloe would feel sad. "Mommy, you have

1. me.

Wyatt helped Chloe wipe away her tears, his actions thoughtful beyond his years.

When Noah groggily opened his eyes, he saw Chloe and Wyatt wrapped in each other's arms.

The softest part of his heart felt completely filled, like something precious had settled there.

At Rosewood Manor, the morning sunlight streamed through the cracks in the curtains.

The light landed on the lady's delicate face, her long lashes fluttering slightly. Her features were so finely chiseled that she looked like a porcelain doll.

She clung tightly to the man's waist, her head resting against him as if she were afraid he might slip away.

Kenneth leaned back against the headboard, his gray pajamas slightly open at the collar, revealing the well-defined thes of

his torso.

His deep eyes gazed down at Ophelia in his arms, not even blinking, as though he couldn't bear to look away.

Ophelia's lashes fluttered, and like a little kitten, she shifted from his waist to his chest, tilting her head to look up at him.

"Little one, when did you become so clingy, hmm?" Kenneth murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind her car. His voice was as soothing as a cello's melody. 2/4-

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"Love you." Ophelia stretched lazily, wrapping her arms around Kenneth's neck and placing a kiss near his lips.

Ophelia rested her chin on Kenneth's chest, her large, watery eyes locking onto Kenneth's narrow, seductive gaze.

The atmosphere was so charged, so intoxicating.

Kenneth's chest rose and fell, a flicker of desire shimmering in his eyes.

"Do you know what happens when you tease a man in the morning?" Kenneth said.

"Huh?" Ophelia froze.

That look in his eyes was all too familiar.

Before Kenneth could shift and pin her down, Ophelia swiftly straddled him, pressing her hands against his chest.

"Calm down. We still need to go to Chloe's later, Ophelia said.

She didn't want to end up too weak to get out of bed later.

Quickly, she pulled one leg back and slid off the bed, stepping over Kenneth and heading straight to the bathroom to freshen up. Kenneth's fiery gaze slowly cooled,

The phone on the nightstand buzzed twice, and he picked it up to see a foreign number flashing on the screen.

Kenneth furrowed his brows and hit the decline button.

Ivy, on the other end, pulled the phone away from her ear, her delicate brows furrowed.

"Kenneth actually hung up on my call? He's really asking for it, Ivy thought to herself.

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Seeing Ivy's dark expression, Phoebe, ever perceptive, quickly said, "Ivy, don't be mad. Kenneth might not be fully awake

yer

"By the way, Ivy, how long do you plan to stay in Heloria this time? I can help you replace a better place to stay."

"No need, I can take care of myself. By the way, how are things with you and Kenneth? The last time you called, your voice didn't sound right. Why would you want to give up on him? Phoebe, that's not like you," Ivy asked. Phoebe forced a bitter smile. "I'm sorry, Ivy. I've let you down. Maybe Kenneth and I just aren't meant to be."

Ivy clearly didn't believe her.

"I came back specifically for you and Kenneth. Tell me the truth. Is Kenneth still involved with that woman?" Ivy asked.

"Ivy, Elia and Kenneth are truly in love. They won't break up so easily. Let it go, Ivy," Phoebe replied.

"Truly in love? Humph... there's no such thing. I know Kenneth's personality well. Just do as I say, and everything will work out..." Ivy said.