Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia) novel Chapter 193

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Chapter 193 

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Jonathan said, “We meet again, Ms. Spencer.” 

Jonathan tilted his head, his icy blue eyes gazing at Ophelia with an almost amused expression. His eyes were like a snake flicking its tongue at her, sending chills down her spine. 

Ophelia struggled to swallow, her lips parted but she couldn’t say a word. Her delicate eyebrows knitted together slightly. 

Fiona, Jonathan called. 

Ophelia finally realized the woman who brought her here was named Fiona 

Fiona took a small bottle from her waist and sprayed it at Ophelia’s face. 

A minty scent drifted past Ophelia’s nose, and in just a few seconds, the tightness in her throat vanished. 

“Nice to see you again, Mr. Davidson, Ophelia said. Her voice was hoarse, but each word was strong, with a calm and composed demeanor. 

Jonathan’s eyes were full of interest, and he was surprised that her first words didn’t question why he had captured her. Jonathan said, “Have a seat.” 

Ophelia’s legs slowly regained feeling, allowing her to walk over but by bit on her own. She sat on the sofa before Jonathan, still in her party dress 

The black cat in Jonathan’s arms arched its hack, turned its head and fixed its sapphire eyes on Ophelia, as if she had. intruded into its territory. The cat meowed. 

“Rude,” Jonathan said icily. 

The black cat instantly turned back, continued to curl up on Jonathan’s lap, and closed its eyes.