From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 100 How CYour Child Gets to Live? Penelope nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I understand." She was overwhelmed with relief.

The baby was still with her.

Joyfully, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears.

Kelvin's hand suddenly gripped her chin, "Penelope, why does this child live!?" The sfall, the stumbling down the stairs that resulted in Fiona losing her child.

And Penelope's child was fine? It wasn't fair! Penelope had no choice but to look up at him, "Is Fiona's... did it not survive?" "No!" "I get you're upset," she said. "You were going to be a dad for the first time. I'm sure you were imagining what it would feel like to have that child." She sighed, "But honestly, I didn't cause this. I didn't do anything." Kelvin's jaw clenched, veins throbbing at his temple as he spoke through gritted teeth, "It was your fall, dragging Fiona down the stairs with you. I saw it plainly! You intended to take her down with you, you've harbored ill will towards her for ages!" Penelope shook her head, her voice soft but resolute, "I didn't." When it wasn't her fault, there was no way she'd take the blame.

Yet Kelvin wouldn't believe her.

He trusted only what he saw and believed Fiona's tears and sobs.

"Penelope, your family, the Coopers, are responsible for what happened, and you need to face the consequences," Kelvin declared, locking eyes with her, "A debt that can never be repaid." Her gaze met his with a sorrowful intensity.

In truth, the Coopers owed him nothing.

"I swear." Penelope stated. "if I. Penelope. harbored even the slightest ill intent towards Fiona's unborn child, I would never forgive myself.!" Her words tumbled out, determination in her unwavering eyes.

If Kelvin hadn't witnessed the accident with his own eyes, he might have believed Penelope.

"That act doesn't work on me," Kelvin released his grip, "Get up and go with me!" Gripping her chin had left a deep red mark.

Her body felt weak, speaking difficult, walking an impossibility.

"I will return, but not now," Penelope answered, "Wait until I - Ah!" Before she could finish her sentence, Kelvin yanked her off the bed and scooped her into his arms.

Penelope had no choice but to cling to his neck, "Kelvin!" He remained silent, lips pursed tightly.

Brandon opened his mouth to speak, but a cold glance from Kelvin cut him off, "Stay out of this. It's none of your concern." Brandon was indeed in a tough spot.

He did want to help Penelope.

And there was the complicated fact... Penelope was Mr. Davis's lover.

A good girl went down such a regrettable path.

Seeing Brandon's expression, Penelope figured Kelvin spilled the beans about their secret marriage.

After all, such a private matter was not for others to meddle in.

It brought a pang of guilt, "I'm sorry, Mr. Walker... I'll never forget this kindness." "No worries," he said with a soft smile. "As long as you're doing well, I can rest easy." In the bustling world, finding someone who, though not related by blood or obligation, is willing to help you, is a stroke of luck indeed.

Penelope thought to herself that she would pay back this kindness if the chance ever arose.

Kelvin swept her up in his arms and strode towards the exit.

The hospital was a hub of activity, and Kelvin, with his striking looks and commanding presence, turned heads at an alarming rate.

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! Penelope was nestled in his embrace, too embarrassed to even glance at the stares they drew.

"Putdown," she murmured. "I can walk on my own." "Are you sure?" "I... I'll crawl out if I have to." Kelvin's voice was cool, "Conserve your strength for when you apologize to Fiona." "Apologize?" Penelope's heart skipped a beat. "You wantto apologize now?" "Yes." "What did I do wrong?" "It was you who caused the death of the child, you who dragged her down the stairs, leading to her miscarriage!" Kelvin's Adam's apple moved, his voice a hoarse whisper, "Penelope, you're a murderer!" Murderer? It was ridiculous...

In that moment, all the details were crystal clear to Penelope.

It was Fiona who was closing in, provoking her, even going to the hospital to torment Mrs. Cooper...

With her back to the staircase, she hadn't been aware of her surroundings, but Fiona must have seen everything. And the most crucial point was, as she was about to fall, it would have been a mercy, given Fiona's character, not to push her down. So why did she reach out to her? It wasn't like Fiona wanted to save her.

So why did she do it? Penelope racked her brain, but couldn't figure out Fiona's motives.

Once, Fiona had kidnapped her from the company; Director Wright faked illness, forcing her to donate blood... Fiona and her father had always wanted to get rid of the child she was carrying. Penelope's face turned ashen as she followed Kelvin back to the ward.

She walked slowly, cradling her abdomen, silent and uncomplaining.

"Here they come," Director Wright remarked from his spot by the window, catching sight of Kelvin and Penelope. "Fiona, it's all up to you now!"

Fiona, half-reclining on the hospital bed, replied, "I know, Dad. Just relax.' "Fiona, really must commend you, last night was a splendid performance!"

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted for O The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Penelope can't compete with me," Fiona scoffed. "A few taunts and she lost her composure. She let her guard down, and I took advantage." The Dean gave her an enthusiastic thumbs-up. "I saw Mr. Davis's face when they wheeled you out of the operating room, the picture of pity." Fiona gazed at her still-flat belly and sighed, "I just hope to have sluck and get pregnant soon. Then I can finally breathe easy." "Absolutely. Now that Penelope's kid is out of the picture, we can all relax. Always worrying was exhausting." Only they knew the child was Kelvin's.

A ticking tbomb.

At any moment, everything could explode; they would be done.

But now, the threat was gone. No more heart-pounding fears.

Penelope hadn't reached the hospital room when Fiona's heart-wrenching sobs reached her ears.

"Dad... how am I gonna live... My baby with Mr. Davis... I was so looking forward to welcoming our child into this world!" "And now... it's gone, all gone... Mr. Davis must be devastated, and it's all my fault!" "I'm worthless, might as well be dead... I couldn't even protect my own child!" Penelope remained expressionless.

The tics were so Fiona.

And Kelvin quickened his pace, bursting through the hospital room door.

"Mr. Davis, thank God you're here," the flustered Director Wright said, "Please, talk ssense into Fiona - she's threatening to jump out the window!"