From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 104 Wrongly Blamed All Along She was hellbent on uncovering the truth.

After all, Fiona must have left ssort of trail behind - if you don't want anyone to know, don't do it...

After a tense pause, Kelvin said, "I can believe you." Penelope blinked, utterly baffled.

Had she heard him right? Kelvin believed her? "Are you serious?" Penelope asked cautiously. "You believe I'm not responsible?" "I don't want to delve into this matter any further." Whether it was an intentional fall or an accidental one...

For two pregnant women, it was dangerous either way.

Penelope was even more confused. "Drop it? Just like that?" "As long as you cooperate, we can turn the page on this," Kelvin declared. "Bottom line, my and Fiona's child is gone, but your child is still here. She's the victim, and you owe her an apology to earn her forgiveness." "Me, apologize to Fiona?" "Yes." "Because she miscarried and I didn't?" "Yes." Penelope laughed, a bittersweet sound. "So that's your angle, Kelvin." It wasn't just about apologizing, but doing so until Fiona forgave her. Why should she seek Fiona's forgiveness? "Yes. Penelope, this is a significant concession on my part." "Impossible." She refused outright. "I owe Fiona nothing." Kelvin's expression turned icy. "Penelope, don't be foolish." "I've never been one to play along, and that's nothing new to you." If she'd wanted to play it safe, she wouldn't be in this mess now.

There are things she doesn't do, not because she can't, but because she won't.

Kevin drew his knees onto the bed and lifted her chin with his hand. "Penelope, you caused the death of my child. All I'm asking for is an apology, and then we can put this behind us... and you still refuse?" What does she want, anyway? He had lowered his standards again and again for her! Penelope replied steadfastly, "I'm not wrong, so I won't apologize." A vein throbbed in Kevin's temple.

This woman always found a way to stoke his anger with such ease! "Penelope!" he roared, a sound that nearly reverberated through the entirety of The King Manor.

"I. Am. Not. Wrong." Penelope maintained her stance.

The wrongdoer was Fiona! And now they expect her to apologize? Impossible! "Kevin, what I hate the most is being wrongfully accused," Penelope locked eyes with him, "especially having to be the scapegoat for someone else's actions." Her father was framed and imprisoned when she was too young to understand what happened, leaving her completely powerless.

Perhaps, if her dad had just held on a little longer, refused to yield, and fought back, things might've turned out better.

Now, the quest to uncover the truth behind Mr. Davis's death was... so exhausting. It sapped her of her energy.

"A mere apology for Fiona's miscarriage, is that too much to ask for?" Kevin pressed on. " Can't you at least acknowledge the pain of losing a child?" 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! "You can't see the emotional scars!" Kevin glanced down at her and noticed their awkward proximity. Penelope raised her hand to block him.

"Apologize now, and you can spare yourself sgrief," Kevin suggested. "Don't makeback you into a corner every single tbefore you decide to comply." "Kevin, are you even aware of the countless times you've driveninto a corner?" She swatted away his hand and smiled, "There will ca day." Her statement was cryptic, and Kevin didn't catch her meaning, furrowing his brow in confusion. "Don't understand?" Penelope's smile brightened. "No worries, you'll get it when the tcomes." "What are you talking about?" "There will ca day, Kevin, when you'll realize that you've been wrongly blamingall along..." Penelope's voice faded until silence took over.

Less than four inches apart, they could hear each other's breath.

Yet their hearts were worlds apart.

As they inched closer, something always stirred conflict, pushing them further apart. "Blaming you for what?" Kevin closed the gap, nose to nose. "Penelope, that was my child! Can you even comprehend how much it hurts!?" He didn't hold much affection for Fiona.

But that child was his! After her miscarriage, what did Penelope do? She stuck by Brandon's side, defending herself, even daring to confront him! "You think you're the only one hurting?" Penelope retorted, her voice rising uncontrollably, "When you kicked the doctor out, leavingalone on that surgery table facing death, did you ever consider my despair?" Tears involuntarily filled her eyes.

But Penelope blinked back the tears forcefully.

She didn't want to cry in front of Kelvin! "Penelope, you're going to be the death of me!" Kelvin stepped back, and stood up straight, his chest heaving violently, his gaze cutting through the tension! Suddenly, he lifted his hand high.

Penelope flinched instinctively and blurted out, "Are you going to hit me?" Kelvin's hand trembled uncontrollably.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! He really wanted to let that slap fly! This woman, Penelope, infuriated him so!

"Go ahead," Penelope raised her head defiantly, "if you want tohitime, just I e do it I'm at your mercy." "You think I wouldn't dare?" "Dare away, Mr. Big Shot CEO. What's stopping you?" Penelope thought, so be it if she had to endure this slap.

What hadn't Kelvin done to her that was worse than a slap in the face? A flicker crossed Kelvin's eyes, and his hand swept down swiftly.

She closed her eyes, awaiting the sting of the slap.

But the anticipated pain on her cheek never came. Puzzled, Penelope was about to open her eyes when a dull thud echoed beside her ear.

Kelvin had punched the wall next to her.

Blood dripped down.

Penelope stared at him in astonishment, "Kelvin..."

"I don't hit women, never," he said, his m eyes dark, "Penelope, you'regret crossing today!" He turned and strode away.

His hand was bleeding as he exited.

Left behind, Penelope saw the trail of blood on the floor and suddenly felt weak, collapsing onto the bed.

Why hadn't his slap landed? She'd been so sure it would.

Once the tension subsided, she realized her back was soaked in sweat.

She took a bath, lying in bed scared and restless, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

This wasn't over.

Sunknown terror was waiting for her!

Kelvin walked back into the living room, and the sight of the blood on his hand startled the butler, "Mr. Davis, what... Hurry, call the family doctor!"