Ophelia Gets Thrown Out (Ophelia) novel Chapter 500

Chapter 500

“Keep dreaming,” Alaric rolled his eyes at him, then took Ophelia’s hand. “Let’s go.”

‘Give this guy an inch and he wants the whole damn world, Alaric thought, exasperated.

George snickered, but the laugh instantly turned into a rough coughing fit.

Ophelia steadied him, her voice soft as she asked, “You okay?”

“I’m good,” he said, brushing her off once he’d gotten his breath back.

Ophelia hesitated for a moment, then looked at Alaric and said in a steady voice, “Can you step outside for a bit? I need a word with him.”

Since things had gotten this far today, she knew it was time to clear the air.

More than ever, she didn’t want to lose George as a friend.

Alaric frowned, clearly reluctant to leave, but Ophelia arched an eyebrow, giving him a look that said, ‘Don’t make me ask again.’

With a sigh, Alaric gave in, looking a bit sulky as he left the room.

“Anyone can see you two are crazy about each other, George said, feeling a bit jealous as he got a front-row seat to their lovey-dovey show.

He used to think he’d just been late to the game, but now he wasn’t so sure. Even if he’d shown up earlier, would she ever

have chosen him?

“Yeah, we are,” Ophelia admitted honestly.

Maybe back then she would’ve hesitated, and honestly, she couldn’t even say when Alaric started meaning so much to her. But now that she was sure about her feelings, she didn’t have to pretend anymore.

“Ophelia, I…” George started, his voice trailing off.

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