Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)
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Before this incident happened, Noah rarely spoke.

He was always the type to keep his emotions in check, and no one ever knew exactly what he was up to or what he was thinking, not even Kenneth.

So, Kenneth didn't often ask about Noah's private matters.

Noah stroked his chin thoughtfully, 'Am I here to replace someone? Who am I looking for?"

Didn't I ever have a girl I liked before? Noah asked again.

Kermeth furrowed his brows even deeper.

"Has Noah lost his mind? he thought.

"How should I know?" Kenneth replied.

"Weren't we always together back then?" Noah said.

Kenneth was caught off guard by Noah's seemingly random question. "Do I look like I have nothing to do?"

We? Always together? Why doesn't he just say we slept in the same bed" Kenneth thought to himself, a little frustrated,

Kenneth let out a faint sigh. He could hardly remember what Noah was like back then.

In the past, Noah never had women around him. He always maintained a cold demeanor, which was nothing like the man sitting on the floor now, playing with Legos.

"We were too busy building our own forces back then, Kenneth said. Aside from work, they rarely discussed anything else.

Noah didn't know that Kenneth had returned to Dellanex to replace someone,

With that thought, Kenneth looked back at Ophelia in the kitchen, his heart involuntarily tightening.

"Building forces?" Noah asked.

"Yes, the West family was trying to establish influence in Yoskela at the time, and you were busy helping your family with that," Kenneth explained.

Noah thought back carefully, but his mind was blank. He couldn't remember anything.

Click!

Chloe in the kitchen accidentally cut her hand, and blood started flowing from the wound.

"Chloe..." Ophelia rushed over to check.

Wyatt heard the noise and immediately put down his toy and ran over. "Mommy"

Wyatt stood on his tiptoes, checking Chloe's wound. He carefully grabbed her hand, placing it under the faucet and turning

the water.

"Mommy, you need to rinse it off. I'll get you a Band-Aid," Wyatt said.

Before Wyatt could run back to the living room to get the first aid kit. Noah was already holding it, rushing over with quick

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"What's going on with you today? Did you not get enough rest?" Nouli asked suspiciously, carefully wiping Chloe's hand dry with a sanitary cloth. Chloe tried several times to pull her hand back, but Noah held onto it tightly.

"Hang in there. Don't worry about the pain," Noah said.

Chloe wasn't worried about the pain.

She was flustered by his actions, her cheeks warming

This was the first time Ophelia had seen Noah act this

But then, she suddenly realized something was off. an unfamiliar heat.

and she realized that he actually had a more serious side.

"No need. I can handle it myself." Chloe forcefully pulled her hand free and carelessly slapped the partially applied Band-Aid in place.

It was just a small cut. There was no need for everyone to worry so much.

After checking that she had stopped bleeding, Noah finally put away the first aid kit.

Wyatt kissed the pink Band-Aid on Chloe's hand. "Mommy, it doesn't hurt..."

Chloe affectionately rubbed his head.

"Be careful, okay? And you too, Ophelia, be careful. If you cut yourself, Mr. Sinclair might just burn this house down," Noah said, walking out of the kitchen with the first aid kit. Ophelia nodded and exchanged a glance with Kenneth in the living room.

They shared a quiet understanding and raised their eyebrows in unison, both realizing there might be something going on between them.

Kenneth eyed Noah. "Didn't expect you to be so helpful now

"Of course. Didn't I always act like this? Living in her house, shouldn't I make a good impression? When I lived in your house, didn't I behave pretty well?" Noah replied. Noah shrugged indifferently.

In the kitchen, Ophelia took care of all the tasks that involved washing vegetables.

Chloe was about to clean the cutting board, but Ophelia immediately took it from her. "Chloe, you're always taking care of Wyatt on your own. It's too much for you,"

"I'm used to it." Chloe continued taking out the other ingredients from the fridge.

"Actually, you could consider..." Ophelia said tentatively, her voice just loud enough for the two of them to hear.

But before Ophelia could finish, Chloe interrupted her.

"Eh, you have Mr. Sinclair to take care of you, and I'm happy for you, but I don't need it, and I'm not considering it." Chloe smiled, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

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Ophelia noticed this and didn't push further.

She went back to preparing the ingredients and chopping vegetables.

When Kenneth saw Ophelia holding a knife in the kitchen, he immediately stood up and strode over.

"I'll do it," Kenneth said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Chloe pursed her lips, thinking. Is he worried that Elia might cut herself too?

"Do you know how? Ophelia asked, surprised, looking at Kenneth.

The last time Kenneth had cooked for her, making pasta, was a long time ago.

At that time, there hadn't been much to chop, so Ophelia didn't know how good he was with a knife.

Kenneth's expression seemed to say, "Is there anything I can't do?"

"Chloe, why don't you take a break? There are only two dishes left. I'll cook with Kenneth" She had never cooked with Kenneth before.

Usually, they were so busy, and the servants at Rosewood Manor took care of everything so well, but now they had the perfect opportunity to try it out together.

Ophelia gently nudged Chloe out of the kitchen.

With Kenneth in there, it wasn't really proper for Chloe to stay.

"Alright, be careful," Chloe said, stepping aside to give them space.

Kenneth rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his forearms.

His long fingers lightly grasped the knife handle, rinsing it in the sink.

With a gray cloth, he carefully wiped both sides of the blade in smooth, practiced motions. However, it didn't seem like he was actually planning to chop anything. Ophelia washed the ingredients and handed them to him. This meat needs to be shredded, and the carrots and peppers. should be julienned... "Got it." Kenneth replied.

He looked at the food on the cutting board, his expression a bit confused.

Ophelia bit her lip, already starting to laugh inwardly.

She watched as Kenneth awkwardly held the knife, tracing imaginary lines over the ingredients but not actually cutting. It was rather amusing.

A few minutes later, Ophelia saw Noah had already cut all the ingredients neatly and evenly, throwing away the scraps..

He was meticulously shredding everything

"What a waste! Let me do it," Ophelia said.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have enough ingredients.

Kenneth shot her a side-eye. "What? You don't trust me? Huh?"

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Ophelia chuckled. "I trust you, but come on, you're wasting so much food."

"Should I pick it up then?" Kenneth bent down to pick up the scraps.

"Okay," Ophelia nodded. The kitchen waste wasn't too dirty. They could clean it up properly.

Kenneth's long fingers cleaned the scraps slowly, his focused expression making the whole scene seem charming.

A warm current surged in Ophelia's chest, and she suddenly had the urge to hug him.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder as she watched him, her fingers subtly curling in the dim light.