Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia) novel Chapter 311

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, let me introduce 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 time 

you 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 some time., 

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 same city. 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 some rest, 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 some water, 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. Come here,” 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. “Come here,” 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 some reason, her cheeks felt warm when she said this. 

Seeing her shy expression, Kenneth chuckled mischievously. “Alright. So, could you please cover me with the blanket?” 

Ophelia quickly looked away and promptly pulled the blanket up. She glanced down at her own dirty clothes and said, “I’m