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Since he was 10, Kenneth had been around such a woman, who must have sown countless seeds of hatred in him.
No wonder Kenneth’s methods were sometimes so ruthless and savage, as if he turned into a completely different person.
Ivy said, “Kenny, listen to me, I won’t hurt you. You need to avenge your mother’s suffering. Do you know what she gave up for that heartless man? Kenny…”
Ophelia said to Kenneth, “Kenneth, can we go home?”
Kenneth thought, ‘Go home?‘ The two words struck Kenneth’s heart deeply.
Hearing the familiar voice, Kenneth’s chaotic thoughts began to calm. He lowered his gaze, his long eyes turning a deep red, making others feel a pang of sympathy.
“Okay. Go home.” Kenneth placed his large hand on Ophelia’s head, realizing he had lost control earlier, he quickly checked the hand in his palm.
His heart tightened; the back of Ophelia’s slender, hand was flushed red from his grip.
“It’s okay. Let’s go,” Ophelia said steadily, as she took his distinct hand and led him away without looking back.
“Kenny…” Ivy called out unwillingly from behind, her eyes wide open.
Phoebe stepped forward. “Ivy, it seems some things just can’t be forced. I think it’s better to let it go.”
“Phoebe, you can’t give up on Kenny. Don’t you love him anymore?” Ivy said, holding her hand. “Phoebe, you grew up with Kenny. You’re more suitable for him than that woman and can help him more.“–
Phoebe watched as they drove away; she had liked Kenneth from the moment she first met him.
He was shy, quiet, and didn’t like to interact with people. Whatever Ivy told him to do, he did.
Later, even though his eyes were full of hatred, he’d always give her a gentle smile when he saw her.
She had stayed by his side for over ten years, but in just over a year since he returned to that country, he already had someone else.
Of course, she couldn’t just accept it. “Ivy, what should I do?”
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Ophelia was driving, while Kenneth sat silently in the passenger seat, gazing out the window.
All these years, his sole aim had been to make the Sinclair family pay, to make Victor suffer. But until…
“Why don’t we head back to Heloria tonight?” Ophelia suggested steering the car with one hand, her fingers intertwined with the man beside her.
Kenneth glanced at Ophelia next to him, and ever since she came into his life, it was no longer defined by just that one purpose.
“Alright.” He tightened his grip on her hand and kissed the back of it softly.
Evening, at the international airport. The two boarded the plane back home.
“Wait, wait, wait! Hold on!” Just as the cabin door was about to close, a shadow swiftly dashed inside.
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This was Kenneth’s private jet; there shouldn’t be any other passengers.
Ophelia looked back to see Noali in a black coat, carrying an old–fashioned suitcase, talking with the flight attendant.
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“I know someone inside, really, Kenneth, Kenneth Sinclair! I’m headed to Heloria too, could I catch a ride?” Noah’s voice was mature and husky, a kind of sexy low tone, yet his way of speaking was like an edgy teenager.
On that usually aloof and cold face, there appeared a look of someone trying to get a deal, his black eyes blinking cutely.
Noah said to Ophelia, “Hey kid, tell your dad, oops, I mean your husband, to let me come along. I promise I’ll leave as soon as we get to Heloria and won’t be a bother.”
Ophelia was speechless. She looked at Kenneth. “Dad… oops! Honey, should we let him up?”
“Tell him to shut up.” Kenneth frowned, just hearing that goof’s voice irritated him. Sometimes he wondered if he should have just left his brain as it was.
Ophelia glanced at Noah. Noah pressed his lips together, nodded eagerly, and made a zipping gesture with his fingers before. quietly settling into the corner of the back row.
The plane took off. Noah sat comfortably at the back, thinking that Kenneth couldn’t just toss him out mid–flight, so he started talking.
“Hey, Miss, could I get a free drink?”
“It’s too hot, could you turn down the air conditioning a bit?”
“Got any good movies I can watch?”
“Oh, thanks, thanks…”
“Wow! This airplane meal is really tasty, can I have another serving? And could you pack two more to–go for me before we land, please?”
“Tasty! Kenneth, what do you think?”
“Hey kid, I have a yogurt here. Want it? I don’t drink this stuff.”
“This yogurt tastes pretty good!”
“Are you two not having your yogurts? If not, I’ll take them.”
The long flight and the dull cabin felt less dreary with Noah’s cheeky voice in the air.
Ophelia watched as Noah sprawled out on the seat, curiosity piqued. “What was Noah like before he injured his head?”
“Interested in other men, are you?” Kenneth looked down at her, his gaze returning to its usual state.
She still preferred him like this, even with his strong possessiveness and jealousy, because this was his true self, not needing
to hold back or be restrained around her.
“Just curious, tell me about it.” Ophelia grinned, since neither of them could sleep anyway.
Kenneth pressed his lips together, staying silent, with a slight tilt of his chin.
Seeing his proud expression, Ophelia got a bit annoyed. “Fine, don’t tell me. I’m not interested anyway.”
“His original name is Noah West. He’s brothers with Ronin and Adams West. The head of the West family is the president of Heloria, and before this, Noah was the heir.”
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Ophelia’s eyes widened, bright and doe–like, as she thought of countless possibilities, none as surprising as this one.
The president was the highest political position in Heloría. She couldn’t resist glancing at Noah again. But her head was forced to turn back by Kenneth.
Ophelia asked, “What about him now?”
“He severed all ties with the West family a long time ago. I’m not sure why, and he doesn’t remember anything about it himself.”
Ophelia thought, ‘How can he forget everything?‘
“A few years ago, he had an accident that caused a serious head injury. He was in a coma for a year and a half, and after waking up from treatment, he couldn’t remember anything.”
Concern showed in Ophelia’s eyes. “Could Scott also…”
“If Scott forgets everything, it might not be such a bad thing.” Kenneth’s words were like a soothing balm, making her feel much more at ease.
Just as she relaxed, the sight of Kenneth’s stunningly handsome face made her heart skip a beat.
Ophelia curled her lips. “What’s up?” She reached out to touch his cheek, finding it even softer than a girl’s skin.
“In the future, would you prefer to live in Milagia or Dellanex?”
She thought, ‘Is he giving me a choice? Just the day before, he told me that we will be living in Milagia and to get used to it, and now he is letting me decide!’
“As long as I’m with you, I can live anywhere, but I still prefer Dellanex.” Because she still had some things she needed to finish there. Their lips gradually met.
Suddenly, a long yawn came from behind, interrupting the two at the seat.
“Kenneth, are we almost there?” Noah lifted the window cover, but it was pitch–black outside, making it impossible to see anything-
