Revenge Of The Jilted Bride (Ophelia)

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Someone inside tossed a bag of kitchen trash at the door, and just as she was about to close it, her gaze slowly shifted up from a pair of black leather shoes.

Black casual pants wrapped around a pair of long, straight legs, paired with a black round-neck tank top. In the brown paper bag was a bunch of blue irises.

Chloe held her breath as she looked up and met Noah's deep, still eyes. His face was sharply defined with prominent features, but without any unnecessary expression, he looked as silent as a seasoned official Chloe felt like her heart skipped a few beats. She quickly grabbed the door handle and shut it tightly, thinking it must have been her imagination. She turned to head to the kitchen and heard a knock on the door behind her. "Chloe, open the door."

Hearing this familiar call made Chloe's legs go weak, as if they were filled with lead, keeping her rooted to the spot.

'Chloe, we need to talk."

The voice was cold and unfeeling, and the knocking echoed again, making her really wonder if this was reality. She wondered who the man really was. He seemed to be Noah. But he had bought blue irises.

If Noah had regained his memory, he wouldn't want to see her.

count to three. If you don't open the door, I'll kick it down."

Chloe found Noah was quite commanding.

Noah began to count down, "One, two."

Wyatt ran out of the room, the sound of his little feet pattering. "Mommy, who's out there?"

"Three," The door was kicked open, crashing down along with the frame, sending a shower of wall dust to the floor.

Wyatt saw a tall figure standing in the hazy white space outside the door. "Noah!" His eyes shone with excitement, and just as he was about to rush to Noah, Chloe grabbed his collar, making his little legs flail in the air briefly. "Go back to your room," Chloe instructed, steering Wyatt back into his room. The entire living room was left with just the two of them.

The man's black leather shoes creaked on the door as he slowly walked towards her.

His face was serious, with eyebrows tightly knit, and he coughed lightly into his fist while examining the room's layout. It was remarkably similar to the apartment on the tenth floor.

He placed the blue irises on the counter and walked to the kitchen. Seeing the food cooking, he said, "You've learned to cook? That's impressive. Not like before when you'd serve takeout on plates, trying to fool me it was homemade." Hearing this, Chloe blushed at the old memories he brought up. Taking a deep breath to understand what had just happened, her expression turned stern. "Mr. West, even in Heloria, breaking into someone's home is illegal." Hearing her scream, Noah habitually said, "It's burnt."

Chloe's attention went back to the black smoke coming from the oven. Her frown deepened as she quickly went to the kitchen, turned off the oven, and took out the burnt pie. "Noah, you're not welcome here, so please leave." "Are you upset with me? Do you think I've let go of my anger over these five years?" Noah's voice was icy, sending chills down

her spine. He watched her walk away. He found Chloe was somehow taller,

"We've broken up

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Chloe placed the tray into the sink. Just as he was about to turn on the tap to wash it, her finger got burned by the edge of the tray.

"Careless!" Noah turned the cold water on full blast and put her hand under it.

"Being careless has nothing to do with you."

"Feeling bold, huh? Think I've forgiven you? Chloe," He called her by her full name with a hoarse voice. His eyes showed no anger, but there was no warmth either. ready know, why are you

Chloe pulled her hand away from his. "Since you looking for me? I knew who you were all along, that's why I stayed by your side. I used you.

"Don't you hate being lied to? I've been lying to you from the beginning. I'm just someone who can't stop lying."

"Once is enough to say something in anger," Noah calmly found the first aid kit and started applying medicine to her.

Chloe pulled her hand back from him once more. "Leave!"

"This isn't the first time you've tried to get rid of me. When have you ever truly it?"

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Hearing this, Chloe was taken aback. She glanced at the blue irises on the table, then at the man in front of her, feeling momentarily at a loss. She could only blame herself for being weak before. Her eyes were red, and she choked up. Noah took her hand, helping her with the medicine. As he turned his head, he noticed a small head peeking out from the corner of the wall.

"Ms. Emma Davidson, shouldn't you explain him to me first?" Noah glanced at little Wyatt peeking from the wall. He looked into those big eyes that resembled black grapes. Their faces were practically carved from the same mold. Only a fool wouldn't notice. Or maybe, with his amnesia, he really didn't notice it at all.

Clearing his throat, he placed a yellow SpongeBob bandage on Chloe's finger, picked up the first aid kit, and led her by the hand into the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, he casually waved at Wyatt by the door, signaling him to come over.

Wyatt first looked at Chloe, then at Noah. He didn't know what was going on or why Noah was being so stern. So he got a bit scared.

"Come over here. Your mommy's got so much courage, why are you so timid?"

The mocking tone made Chloe uncomfortable, but she felt a bit guilty. The memory-restored Noah was not easy to fool.

"Come here, I'll buy you gifts," Noah gestured to Wyatt.

Wyatt was still hiding behind the door, feeling like Noah was unfamiliar. "Mommy, what's wrong with Noah? Is he sick?"

"Call me Daddy," Noah insisted.

Hearing that, Chloe's heart skipped a beat, and her throat tightened with dryness. "Sweetie, y-you go back to your room first," She couldn't explain it.

Wyatt nodded and quickly closed the door.

Only the two of them remained in the living room. Noah sat comfortably on the couch, legs crossed, and a rare smile appearing on his usually serious face. But the smile had a hint of coldness.

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"Why did you come to Dellapex alone?" His tone was like scolding a criminal.

Chloe hated his tone, and her temper flared up instantly. Both were tense, neither having a good attitude.

"Listen, sir, you'd better watch your tone," Chloe said, crossing her arms and sitting on the single sofa, surprised that their meeting had turned out like this. Noah seemed different from how he was five years ago. His personality seemed to have changed. He was even better at sarcasm now and more difficult to get along with than before.

"Do I really seem that old?" Chloe seemed to keep a distance between them.

Suddenly, his thought process became erratic. It was something Chloe had gotten used to since Noah lost his memory. His mind was sharp. He seemed to be the complete opposite of his former self.

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"Ahem," Noah gave her a serious look. "Answer my question. Why did you come to Dellanex alone? And why-" He wanted to know why she even had a child.

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