Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia) novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157 

Upon witnessing the scene, Kenneth frowned deeply. His gaze turned furious at the sight of the blood on Ophelia’s forehead. 

He felt heartbroken and hateful. 

Now, Ophelia’s hands were tied behind her back, and her white coat was covered in mud and dirt. Her hair hung untidily over her shoulders, and she could barely stand on her tied feet. 

She started at Kenneth/ 

It had only been a few hours since she last saw him, and she missed him terribly. 

Even with the cold gun barrel against her temple, Ophelia’s face remained calm and composed. 

With Kenneth around, she feared nothing. 

Ronan gripped Ophelia’s arm, his legs shaky as he pulled her back. Two mercenaries with rifles shielded Ronan, their gun barrels aimed at Kenneth. 

Ronan warned, “Kenneth, if you don’t want her to die, prepare 300 million dollars for me and let me go, or else…” 

“Honey, is this coat you’re wearing yours?” Ophelia asked. Her lips were pale, and her voice was weak and hoarse from not speaking for a long time.. 

Ronan was stunned, his eyes squinting slightly as he turned to look at Ophelia with a gun to her head, puzzled. 

He wondered, “What is she talking about? Is she really in the mood for small talk right now? Isn’t she afraid of dying? 

Kenneth responded, “No, it belongs to Caleb. As Ophelia spoke, the furrow in his brow eased, and his voice softened. 

Ophelia said, “You don’t look good in that style.” 

Kenneth remarked, “I think so too.” 

Their conversation left Ronan puzzled, and he felt ignored by them. 

Ophelia said, “Honey, I miss you.” 

Kenneth replied, “I miss you too. How about we head home soon!” 

Ophelia said, “Yeah, I’m starving” 

Kenneth asked, “How about I cook you something?” 

Ophelia replied, “Sure.” 

Ronan was furing, thinking, ‘Do they regard me as air?‘ 

He asked furiously, “Kenneth, did you hear me? If you want to save her, prepare 3 million dollars.” 

Ophelia smiled, staring at Ronan, and said, “Wishful thinking,” 

Ronan’s face twisted with anger, and he hadn’t realized the meaning behind her gaze. 

The next moment, Ophelia gave a strong pull with both hands, and the already loosened rope snapped 

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Then she quickly seized Ronan’s arm that was holding the gun. 

“Bang 

The gun fired into the sky. 

The mercenaries on either side turned to check the situation, about to shoot Ophelia. 

Two rapid gunshots echoed, followed by their heads bursting in gory spray of blood. 

Kenneth put away his gun, strode forward, and kicked Ronan hail, sending him flying into the sea. 

Ophelia still had her feet tied, her balance off, and she nearly fell into the sea too. 

Suddenly, Kenneth’s large hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a warm embrace. 

“It’s okay now,” Kenneth reassured, gently patting Ophelia’s head 

She said, “Yeah.” 

Kenneth took out a knife and cut the ropes around Ophelia’s fee His fingers gently brushed away the strands of hair in front of her eyes. 

Kenneth closely examined the wound on Ophelia’s forehead, his eyes filled with concern. He gently traced the skin around her wound with his fingertip, his gaze growing angrier. 

Ophelia murmured, “I’m fine… 

Before she could finish her sentence, Kenneth kissed her, tasting her breath. 

Upon witnessing this and recalling the recent collaboration between Kenneth and Ophelia, Phoebe felt a pang of jealousy. 

“Kenny, help met Phoebe shouted, sitting up on the floor of the yacht. Covered in dust and with tears in her eyes, she looked pleadingly at Kenneth. 

Kenneth frowned, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. 

He seemed surprised to see Phoebe there. 

The tenderness he had shown Ophelia just moments earlier completely disappeared. 

Kenneth tossed a dagger towards Phoebe, not caring if she could reach it or save herself, and turned his gaze away from her. 

Ronan hoisted himself up with his hands, completely drenched and looking somewhat disheveled. 

At this point, none of his men remained; they had all been taken out by Kenneth’s team. 

Caleb, Barrett, and their group quickly reached the coastline. 

Ronan quickly grabbed the gun by his side, but it had been soaked in seawater. He pulled the trigger several times, but the bullets wouldn’t fire. 

It was the first time that Ronan had witnessed Kenneth’s frightening power. 

Kenneth had managed to find this place in such a short time and taken out dozens of Ronan’s mercenaries in just a few 

minutes. 

Ronan rose shaklly from the water, caneless, and walked slowly to the shore with his hands clasped behind his buck, casting glances at those on land. 

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He couldn’t believe Kemeth would dare to even think about killing him. 

“What do you want to do to me? I’m your grandfather!” Ronan said in a trembling voice. 

“Grandfather?” Kenneth sneered, “Have you forgotten what you said back then!” 

Back then, Kenneth had clutched Ronan’s pants and begged Roinn to bury his mother, calling him “Grandpa.” 

However, Ronan said, “Grandpa? The Sinclair family doesn’t recognize a bastard like you!” 

After saying this, Ronan mercilessly kicked Kenneth, sending him down the steps. 

Ronan said with a smile, “I shouldn’t have been soft–hearted back then and kept your life!” 

Ophelia stared at Ronan coldly. It seemed he had given up. 

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He stated, “Kenneth, let me tell you the truth; even without that car accident, your mother wouldn’t have lived much longer!” 

Since Ronan was destined to lose everything, he wouldn’t let Kenneth have an easy life. 

Ronan’s expression remained calm. It seemed like he was hiding a secret only he knew, 

Kenneth gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy and hard to read.