Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Chapter 311 The summer sun had just risen, with its light streaming through the curtains into the room.

Ophelia turned her head and saw a towering figure standing behind the two officers.

His presence made the room feel much more cramped, and his strong aura was identical to Kenneth's. As the man entered, eyes, and his authoritative face revealed no he glanced at the person on the bed. There was no trace of emotion in his expression.

He shifted his gaze, locking eyes with Ophelia. "Thanks to your Help, the capture operation went smoothly. I've already reported it to the president. Once you're back in Dellanex, he will meet you personally." Victor's tone was businesslike and very formal.

Ophelia was unhappy that he didn't care about Kenneth's safety. She turned her eyes away and didn't respond.

Her indifference made the special force officers and the commander at the doorway feel a bit awkward, considering she was now facing the highest-ranking leader in the military district. "Young lady, letintroduce you to- in "No need for introductions. Kenneth needs to rest. Please leave," Ophelia's voice was calm but carried a hint of coldness.

It seemed the outside world Kenneth.

unaware of the father-son relationship between the leader of the military district and The officer glanced carefully at Victor, wanting to help explain, when Victor chuckled. "No worries, you two take your tyou any longer." to recover. I won't bother As he finished speaking, the ma on the bed slowly opened his eyes, gripping Ophelia's hand more tightly.

"You're awake," Ophelia said, holding his hand back. Seeing his brows furrowed and his gaze unfocused, she quickly got up and helped him put on the glasses from the bedside, knowing he disliked the blurry feeling. Upon seeing Victor, Kenneth's deep-set eyes behind his glasses seemed to have a layer of ice over them, his face as pale as paper, cold and forbidding.

Victor paused his steps, turned his head slightly, and met Kenneth's gaze. Noticing the glasses, he was a bit surprised and stood there for quite stime., The officer behind him didn't dare speak.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Take care of your injuries and try to stay calm. I understand with your personality you wouldn't normally help, but still thank you." "Get out." Victor let out a self-deprecating laugh, a trace of helplessness on his lips, as he glanced at Ophelia beside him. The two really did have similar personalities.

He didn't say another word, turned around, and left the hospital room. In the hallway, he bumped into Ronin. "Hello, Victor, Ronin greeted politely. After all, their families had been close for generations, living in the scity. When he was home, he often saw Victor visiting his father. "Ronin, how's Kenneth's condition?" Victor asked, still worried.

"Don't worry. The bullet didn't hit any vital organs.

With srest, he'll be fine." Tue, Dec 10 Chapter 311 "That's not I'm talking about Victor replied.

Ronin knew what he meant, letting out an awkward chuckle and pressing his lips together. His smile was polite, but he wasn't going to say anything more.

Victor let out a quiet sigh, gave him a couple of reassuring pats on the shoulder, and walked away.

In the hospital room, Ophelia poured a glass of water and held it to his lips. "Sip it slowly, just a little at a time.

After giving him swater, she placed another pillow behind Kenneth's head. "The anesthetic and painkillers should've worn off by now. Is the wound very painful?" Kenneth didn't answer her question. Instead, he kept staring at her intently. "Did you stay up all night?" Ophelia had dark circles under her eyes. Even the warm sunlight on her face couldn't hide her tired look. "Think you're made of steel, huh?" Kenneth frowned, the last syllable escaping from his nose, his concern evident as he squeezed her small hand tightly, as if in punishment.

Neither of them should criticize the other. When she was injured a few days ago, he also stayed up non-stop to take care of her. She only stayed up for one night. If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have gotten so badly hurt. Melanie put down the clothes and left the hospital room, guarding the floor with Bighost, ensuring no one disturbed them. "It's still early. Chere," Kenneth shifted to the side, making space.

"Don't move," Ophelia immediately pulled back the blanket upon noticing his big motion, only to see blood staining the white bandages wrapped around his waist.

"Kenneth," She frowned at him, her clear, doe-like eyes fierce, as if she might bite.

Kenneth chuckled softly, completely disregarding the injury as if the wound wasn't even there. "Chere," He reached out to her. "Aren't you worried if this wound has affected other areas? "The wound cut into your intestines, but Dr. West stitched it up for you," Ophelia replied, still irritated by his earlier behavior. She thought Kenneth should be more careful.

She grumbled, letting her gaze fall downward and suddenly noticed something. Her eyebrows raised as she understood his earlier implication. "Your kid-kidney is fine. But you need to avoid any intense activities for a while." For sreason, her cheeks felt warm when she said this.

Seeing her shy expression, Kenneth chuckled mischievously. "Alright. So, could you please coverwith the blanket?" Ophelia quickly looked away and promptly pulled the blanket up. She glanced down at her own dirty clothes and said, "I'm up and change. You should lie down and get smore rest." going to clean "Okay," Kenneth replied, lying back with the eagerness of a child waiting for a treat.

Ophelia sighed helplessly and leaned down to give him a quick kiss on the lips. Just as she was about to get up, he clasped her head.

Despite the metallic taste of yesterday's blood in her mouth, he didn't care and pried her mouth open. He didn't stop/kissing her until she was out of breath, and it seemed to aggravate his wound since he drew in a sharp breath. "Did I touch your wound? Does it hurt?" Chapter 311 Dec Seeing the worry in her eyes, Kenneth raised an eyebrow, knowing the wound wasn't what hurt.

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Ophelia figured it out from his expression and, feeling embarrassed and angry, she bit down on his lip.

m "I'm going to change my clothes." ve She straightened up, holding the clothes Melanie had prepared for her, and went to the room next door. After quickly freshening up and changing into clean clothes, she left the hospital room and saw Victor at the end of the hallway. He was still there.

Victor turned around and when he saw her, his usually stern lips curved gentle om into a fairly gentle smile. "Ms. Spencer, would it be convenient for you to have a private conversation with me? It's about Kenneth." Ophelia looked the person in front of her up and down for a moment before following him downstairs.

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