From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 17: Doctor, Did You Make a Mistake? Penelope found it hard to believe his serious answer. "Is it true?" Kelvin retorted, "Do you think I would lie?" That made sense.

She didn't deserve for him to lie.

Penelope got up anxiously. She had sleepwalked into Kelvin's bed, and he hadn't even noticed? "What are you dilly-dallying for? Hurry up and leave." Kelvin scolded, interrupting her thoughts.

Penelope nodded and took a few steps, but felt dizzy and lightheaded.

Her throat was dry and sore.

She must have caught a cold from getting wet last night.

But Penelope couldn't worry about that now. She still had to go to the prison.

She needed to ask Kelvin for a day of leave, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find her and she'd have to deal with his temper.

The question was... what reason should she give? Just as Penelope was racking her brain for ideas, Kelvin said, "Go to the hospital and see a doctor so you don't infect me!" She happily replied, "Okay!" For the first time, Penelope felt that this cold cat just the right time.

After leaving The King Manor, she first went to the prison.

Mr. Cooper had regained sconsciousness, but his injuries were serious. He couldn't move while lying in bed and needed to have his bandages changed daily. "Penelope, it's this family that's been dragging you down..." Mr. Cooper said. "If we sever our father-daughter relationship, will Kelvin spare you?" "Dad, you will always be my dad." "I have thought about dying, thinking that perhaps it would dissipate Kelvin's anger. But then I realized., vou and,vour mother are still here. If I died. Kelvin would only direct his fury towards you two." Her father spoke his thoughts aloud.

Penelope smiled. "I am managing just fine. Don't worry." She reassured her father.

She didn't have much tto stay, so she paid ten thousand yuan for medical expenses and stuffed the remaining ten thousand yuan into a red envelope.

"I apologize for causing you trouble," Penelope said. "Please take good care of my dad in the future." Even though these people stood by and watched, allowing Fiona to cause harm without conscience, she had no choice but to try to win them over.

One day, she would becstrong! There would be such a day! After leaving the prison, Penelope finally went to the hospital. "Penelope?" the doctor called.

"Yes." The doctor asked in a formal tone, "What's wrong?" Penelope got a call from her colleague telling her that Nathan was waiting for her outside. She sighed and reluctantly went to meet him. Nathan was holding a bouquet of roses and had a remorseful expression on his face.

"Penelope, how much pain have you endured all these years? I can't even imagine..." Nathan's voice was filled with compassion. "I was supposed to be your hero, but instead, I beca deceitful scumbag." Penelope glanced at him without any emotion. "Step aside, Mr. Smith. You're blocking my way." In the past, Penelope would have been touched by his sweet words. But now, she couldn't be swayed by romantic gestures that could be shattered with a mere $20,000. She wasn't in a position to indulge in love affairs anymore.

Nathan's eyes shimmered with tears. "I went through your past, those two pages of information. It tooka long tto gather the courage to read every word, and each one felt like a stab to my heart." Penelope remained cold and distant. "Those are all things from the past. I don't need your fake sympathy now." "No, I can still make amends!" Nathan tried to reassure her.

"Ha, who do you think you are?" Penelope asked. "Can you stand up against Kelvin? You can't even defy your own father!" Upon hearing this, Nathan stepped forward eagerly, but Penelope quickly backed away. "Don't touch me!" She didn't want to endure being pinned down in a bathroom by Kelvin again. It was painful, and her skin would be rubbed raw.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "I know it's difficult, but I'll try my best," Nathan said. "Penelope, do you trust me?" "I do. But I don't need you anymore." In that moment, Penelope realized that she had grown stronger and more confident. She didn't need a knight in shining armor to save her anymore. She was her own hero now.

"I haveShe let go of all of itit all." She saidspoke.

She believed Nathan's words, that his departure was arranged by Mr. Smith and not a last-minute escape. He was deceived.

Ignorance is bliss, she thought..

Penelope returned to The King Manor, where a bowl of oatmeal was placed on the dining table.

"Mrs. Davis, Mr. Davis wants you to finish it," Jeff reminded.

Penelope's face wrinkled with displeasure. Lily had too much free ton her hands, always sending someone to deliver food! Today's oatmeal was made with black chicken, not very appetizing.

She held her nose and quickly drank it down, as if she were taking Chinese medicine.

Unfortunately, Penelope overestimated herself; the fishy taste still lingered in her mouth, leaving an oily sensation.

"Urgh-" She rushed to the restroom and vomited.

After vomiting, Penelope stared at her pale reflection in the mirror.

What's going on?

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Is she pregnant? Suddenly, another face appeared in the mirror.

Kelvin, wearing black silk pajamas, lazily leaned against the door frame. "Vomiting again?" She wiped the corner of her mouth. "Yes." "Is it that awful?" "A little," Penelope replied. "I don't like oatmeal; it's greasy and lacks nutrition." Kelvin sneered. "Lily only uses top-quality ingredients and simmers it on low heat for half a day to make this bowl." "You can give it to someone else. I'm not fortunate enough to enjoy it." Penelope tried to excuse herself.

She turned on the tap and splashed water on her face, feeling a bit more awake. Kelvin watched her "Who allowed you to cback so late?" "Overtime," Penelope turned to look at him. "I had a meeting with Mr. Foster all afternoon." "Penelope, do you think you can use Timothy Foster as a shield for anything that happens in the future?" "I really did work overtat the company and then walked back. That's why I'm here so late." Kelvin narrowed his eyes. "Can't you walk faster?"

"..." Penelope couldn't help but retort, "I worked all day and I'm exhausted. I a walked over ten kilometers. It's a miracle Ndidn't didn't die halfway. Do you expectto have the speed of a rocket?" Kelvin replied, "Penelope, you won't die on the road; you'll only die by my hands."