Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

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When Sharon first entered the industry, she played a lot of supporting roles. But after refusing to follow the unspoken rules of showbiz, she struggled to find work for a long time and gradually faded into obscurity. She had hoped On a Snowy Day would be her big comeback, but then the scandal hit.

With the movie pulled from theaters, the only romance film left was Sprout, starring Emily and Rex. Despite being widely criticized and having such a low rating that it didn't even show up on some platforms, the movie raked in huge box office numbers. Emily became the biggest beneficiary, suddenly thrust into the spotlight and even earning the title of "National First Crush." It was a career-defining moment for her.

But Ophelia knew Sharon had been wronged. Not long after the scandal, Sharon tragically took her own life due to depression, and it wasn't until years later that her assistant, wracked with guilt, finally revealed the truth. But by then, it was too late. And the one who framed her was Sungate Entertainment.

Ophelia was lost in thought when suddenly a large hand cupped her head and turned her to face him. "Is James better- looking than me?" Kenneth asked, his tone slightly possessive.

Ophelia blinked in confusion. Kenneth had completely misunderstood-she wasn't even looking at James, she was focused on Sharon.

Suddenly, it all clicked. She glanced at Kenneth, who had just taken off his mask, and asked, "Wait... so that's why you picked an animated movie, huh?"

Kenneth's expression confirmed her suspicions. His look seemed to say: What do you think? You think I'd let you spend two hours staring at another man? Ophelia spread her arms and shook her head helplessly.

As the lights in the theater dimmed, the movie began. Kenneth had specifically chosen seats in the back row, which had been empty when he bought the tickets. But shortly after the movie started, a young couple with a kid entered and sat right next to them. Kenneth had intended to do something more intimate in the back row, but he didn't expect someone else to ruin his chance. He glanced at Ophelia and ended up locking eyes with the little boy beside them, who seemed to be wondering, 'Why are there two grown-ups here without a kid? Kenneth instantly regretted choosing an animated movie.

He spent most of the movie with a sour expression, occasionally eating the popcorn and snacks that Ophelia handed him. Meanwhile, Ophelia, watching a movie in a theater for the first time, was fully engrossed.

To her surprise, the animated movie wasn't bad at all. In fact, it had a great message, with strong moral values and a lot of positivity for kids-much more enjoyable than some of the trashy romance movies she'd seen before.

Ophelia was absorbed in the movie, while Kenneth was completely absorbed in her. When the movie ended, Ophelia wasn't ready to leave. "Can we watch another one, please?" Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she looked at him with so much hope.

"With those eyes, she could've asked for anything, and he'd give it to her-no questions asked. Kenneth closed his eyes briefly and nodded.

Before they could even stand up, the little boy next to them started begging his mom, ""Mom, I want to watch another movie too..."

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"No way. Watching too many movies will hurt your eyes. We're going home now." The boy's face fell as he turned back, casting a jealous glance at Ophelia.

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After they left the theater, Kenneth put his mask back on. At the exit, Mark was pacing nervously, constantly checking his watch. When he saw Kenneth, he hurried over to greet him while nodding slightly toward Ophelia. "Mr. Sinclair, there's a problem in Milagia. We need to rush there tonight."

"You're on a business trip?" Ophelia asked, noticing the rare flicker of apology in Kenneth's normally unflinching gaze.

"Yeah, not sure how long it'll take," replied Kenneth.

That uncertain answer left Ophelia with an odd feeling in her chest, like something heavy had suddenly been lifted off her, leaving her unbalanced. In the past, Kenneth would disappear for weeks, sometimes months. In her last life, after their marriage, she hardly ever saw him. Now that he had spent a few weekends with her, she was already dreading his absence. 'People are always greedy,' she thought. 'I should be happy. With him gone, at least my back would get a break!

Kenneth gently ruffled her hair, his touch growing more tender by the day. "I'll stay to finish this movie with you first," he said.

Mark's face showed a hint of concern, and Ophelia quickly masked her disappointment and said, "I don't want to watch another animated movie. Go handle your business and come back soon."

"Mr. Sinclair, the plane's ready," Mark added, trying to stay professional.

"You don't want this month's salary, huh?" Kenneth's glare shot toward Mark like a dagger, sharp enough to send a chill through the air. Even with just his eyes visible, the sheer weight of Kenneth's presence was suffocating. "Clear the theater," Kenneth ordered, and Mark immediately set to work. Soon, the theater was entirely empty, just the two of them left.

Ophelia couldn't even remember what movie was playing. She wasn't in the mood, and it was clear that neither was Kenneth. They sat in the back row, and Kenneth's lips began to trail soft, deliberate kisses along her mouth, then to her ear. Each one felt like he was trying to consume her, to make up for the time they'd soon be apart.

"Next time I come back, you won't be able to use the same excuse anymore," Kenneth whispered teasingly into her ear. "Why clinging to me? Can't bear to let me go, can you? How about we watch another movie then?" Kenneth said.

'No, please,' Ophelia thought. She was struggling to catch her breath, trying to steady her rapid breathing. "It's already late," she managed to say.

"Alright, I'm leaving," Kenneth said before planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Take care," she replied.

By the time Kenneth left, it was past 7 p.m. Ophelia, as planned, went to grab some French fries, but they didn't taste as good as she'd hoped. The experience felt bland and empty without him.

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For the next two days, Ophelia buried herself in finishing up a dress. After Emily had paid the seven million dollars in compensation, Ophelia had Chloe send the gown to her. After all, she couldn't just take the money without giving her the gown.

When Emily received it, she wanted nothing more than to tear the damn thing to shreds. Seven million for such a gown? She felt like she'd been completely ripped off.

The next morning, Ophelia received an anonymous text-it was a video. The footage was dark, but she could clearly make out Nathan getting beaten up by a group of guys in a back alley behind a bar. He had his hands over his head, his pink suit covered in footprints, and blood running from his nose.

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"What are you grinning about?" Chloe asked as she entered the studio, holding some documents. Lately, she'd been busy expanding their external business.

Ophelia set her phone down, a sly smile playing on her lips. "I always enjoy seeing someone get their just deserts."

Chloe handed Ophelia the documents. Before Ophelia could ask, Chloe explained, "Remember the designer competition I signed you up for about two weeks ago? Well, it's gained a lot of attention, and you've passed the first round.

"It's part of a reality show-ten unknown designers paired with ten celebrity models. There are six episodes in total, with three elimination rounds. The top two will get a spot in an international competition and a chance to study at Dellanex University's design institute for three months."Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Ophelia could feel the thoughtfulness through Chloe's words, and she said, "Alright, I'll give it a shot."

Dellanex University's design institute had once been her dream. But because of certain circumstances, she never made it. In her last life, the Hastings family had dangled the promise of college as a condition for her leaving Kenneth, and she had agreed. But her university experience had turned out to be a nightmare.

"Thank you, Chloe," Ophelia said, her voice soft with gratitude. Besides her grandmother, it seemed Chloe was one of the few people who remembered her dreams.

She wasn't really aiming to go back to college this time. What caught her attention was a name on the contestant list. In her last life, she'd never even heard of this show, nor did she know that he had been part of it.

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