Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia) novel Chapter 178

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Chapter 178 

Kenneth held Ophelia in his arms, his thin lips brushing against her ear. 

“Little one, you’re still not giving up? 

Kemeth knew Ophelia buying the Hastings Group’s real estate company to develop the slum 

Ophelia telt an itch in her ear, scratched it, and then turned around, curling up against Kenneth’s chest like a kitten. 

Kenneth stroked her soft body and thought, What should I do with her? 

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The lights of the houses around Rosewood Manor went out one by one. 

In the silent night, a thin trail of white smoke drifted into the air next to a black SUV. 

Not a single star in the sky, only a lone crescent moon hung there. 

At the door, a slim figure squatted with his chin resting on one hand, his hair tied back, bangs swaying in the breeze, his youthful brows tightly knitted in a frown. 

A low, raspy chuckle echoed from behind. 

The boy’s frown deepened. 

Suddenly, a blade glinted in the moonlight, flying directly towards where the laughter originated. 

Ray quickly turned his head as the dagger brushed past his ear, sticking into the tree trunk behind him. 

a “If you kill me, there won’t be anyone to buy you medicine. It’s your own fault for eating too much candy and getting a 

toothache.” 

Ray took deep drag on his cigarette, tossed the butt to the ground and stomped it out, then carelessly threw a white plastic bag next to Eric. 

Various painkillers and anti–inflammatory drugs were scattered all over the ground. 

“Take the medicine. It will make you feel better.” Ray handed Erie a bottle of chilled mineral water. “Rinse your mouth first.” 

Eric turned his head, seeing a rough hand holding a bottle of water, and didn’t take it. 

“Still holding a grudge? I’m willing to let you pay back the two shots you got from me, but you refused, didn’t you?” Ray threw the water to Eric.. 

Eric unscrewed the cap and took a sip: the cold water temporarily eased his toothache. 

Ray lit another cigarette, standing beside Eric, his shiny black leather boots catching the light. 

“Why would someone your age choose to be a killer?” Ray asked, bringing the cigarette to his lips and taking a deep drag, filling his mouth with nicotine. 

His index and middle fingers, from constantly holding cigarettes, had become a bit yellowed. 

Eric kept his chin on his hand, feeling a toothache was more unbearable than getting shot. 

He impatiently muttered a few words, “I don’t know.” 

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Eric thought, My foster father was a fugitive, so I became a kille After he died, I stayed in this line of work as I didn’t know what else I could do or was good at: 

Maybe to distract himself, Fric casually turned his head and asked. “Why do you do it?” 

“Me! It’s because this job pays well. A few years ago, I almost died Then, by chance, Ujoined the guild and gained some stability. At least with the guild’s protection, enemies don’t come knocking.” 

Protection? What’s that? Eric dish’t understand. 

Ray furrowed his brows. Just protection.” 

He took another long drag, finishing the cigarette in no more than three puffs as usual. “Take your medicine.” 

“It’s bitter,” 

“Afraid of bitterness but want to be a killer? Ray squatted down, opened a box of medicine, took out a capsule, and handed it over. “This one isn’t.” 

Eric looked at the blue and white capsule in his palm. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, then he tilted his head back and swallowed the pill, chugging the rest of the water in the bottle. 

“Cut out the candy. 

Eric replied. “If you quit smoking. I’ll quit sugar.” 

Ray tapped the back of Eric’s head. “Kid, quitting smoking would be tougher than dying for me.” 

Eric thought, ‘Same for me. I’d rather die without sugar. 

The next day. Ophelia was going to teach at Dellanex University 

Kenneth lifted Ophelia from the bed and carried her to wash up while she thought, Thanks to Kenneth, I didn’t make any preparations last night as I planned. 

Ophelia sat on the bathroom counter, still half–asleep, her forehead resting against Kenneth’s chest. 

Kenneth held the comb, brushing her hair gently, his fingers occasionally sliding through her soft strands. 

“Need help brushing your teeth?” Kenneth asked, squeezing out the toothpaste for Ophelia. 

“Yeah.” 

Ophelia thought. He was indeed wild last night. Even my pleading didn’t help 

“Open your mouth.” 

Ophelia obediently followed his order. 

“Rinse now.” 

Then, Kenneth said, “I’m going to Waston in a few days. Do you want to come with me?” 

Ophelia felt the fresh mint of the toothpaste. After brushing her teeth, she felt sober and jumped down from the counter splash some water on her face. 

“Going to Waston to meet Noah?” 

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“Why would I see him? Ken th narrowed his over and hily tucked Ophelia’s forehead. Tll tell you once the schedule is 

set 

In the past few days. Kenneth was busy and couldn’t pick Ophelia up himself, which almost made her miss the times when Caleb and Barrett drove her around 

Drive slow today. I’m in no hurry. Ophelia instructed Ray, thinking. There’s no need to drive like we’re running for our lives 

“Alright” Ray agreed, opening the door for her. 

Ophelia wore a pair of black pants and a brows trench coat, the top two buttons of her khaki shirt left undone, revealing her swan–like neck. It was simple but elegant. 

With the warning, Ray drove slower than the day before.