From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 105 Mr. Cooper Appeared at The King Manor "No need. Just bring over the first aid kit." With a stoic composure, he sat on the couch, silently tending to his wounds. The room was quiet; no one dared to disturb him. Wrapping his hand with white gauze, Kelvin casually knotted the bandage and abruptly asked, "How's the situation at the prison?" The butler, caught off guard, replied, "The prison? Ah... Mr. Davis, are you referring to Dr. Cooper?" "Who else would I be talking about?" "Dr. Cooper has been serving his sentence; there's been no news or trouble." Kelvin's expression turned cold, "First thing tomorrow morning, use our connection and bring him to me." The butler, inwardly alarmed, confirmed, "Yes, Mr. Davis." Standing up, he kicked away the first aid kit irritably and made his way upstairs.

Penelope... this was all because of you! The butler lingered for a moment, then snapped back to reality and hurried off to carry out his orders. The next day, dawn broke.

Penelope, having freshened up and eaten a brief breakfast, was ready to head to work. She hadn't taken more than a few steps when she noticed a figure standing at the villa's entrance. Recognition slowly dawned on her, and as she took a closer look, her expression completely changed, and her bag dropped to the ground.

She raced forward in a panic, "Dad!" Hearing her voice, Dr. Cooper turned and saw her, "Penelope!" They embraced.

During her visits to the prison, they'd been separated by thick glass - visible to each other but untouchable. She never imagined they would one day reunite so closely, breathing the air of freedom.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Penelope asked, a mix of surprise and joy in her voice. "Were you exonerated?" "I don't know myself," he replied, "I was just taken early this morning and brought here." Years of imprisonment had taken their toll on Mr. Cooper. His hair was flecked with gray, his posture stooped; his hands were rough and covered in small cuts, several still stained with blood.

Penelope's heart ached seeing his hands, "Dad, you used to take such good care of your hands, they were meant for surgery..." He sighed, "No matter, my days in the OR are behind me." "Dad, there will be a chance, there's got to be." Mr. Cooper offered a sad smile, then quickly changed the subject, "Penelope, what is this place?" "This is... The King Manor, Kelvin's residence." "Why has he broughthere?" Penelope felt a pang of worry.

Yes... what gis Kelvin playing now? "He's brought you here for a family reunion," Kelvin said, walking toward them with his hands clasped behind his back, appearing unhurried. "To have a good talk." Penelope instinctively moved to shield her father.

"What are you afraid of?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. "Since when do you know fear?" Penelope was on guard, "You couldn't possibly be this generous." "Don't paintso villainous. After all... he's my father-in-law. He deserves a warm welcome." A smirk played on Kelvin's lips, but his eyes remained chillingly indifferent. His presence was domineering.

"Father-in-law?" Dr. Cooper's complexion went pale. "Penelope, you... you married him? How could you marry that man!" "Countless women dream of becoming Mrs. Davis. She slipped into that seat without breaking a sweat." Mr. Cooper shook his head vigorously. "No, that's not it... Penelope, what happened?" "Dad, it's a long story. I'm okay," reassured Penelope, forcing a smile, trying to appear as if everything was fine. But she forgot that the ones who loved her most in this world were her parents. They could see through her strength, her facade, with just one glance.

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! Mr. Cooper let out a heavy sigh, "Marrying into the Davis family... it's not a blessing. It's penance, a redemption." He hit the nail on the head.

"Dad, it's really not as bad as you think." Penelope still wanted to spare him from worry. "I'm working as a jewelry designer for the Davis family now.. I can cover Mom's medical expenses... When there's a chance, I'll arrange for you and mom to meet." Mr. Cooper's hand trembled as he gently stroked her hair, "It's all my fault, my girl." She shook her head vigorously, "You gavelife, Dad," she said before quickly walking up to Kelvin, speaking softly but firmly, "I'll do whatever you want, just take my dad away now." "Seeing the situation clearly now?" he asked.

"I am," she admitted.

"No more fighting against me?" Kelvin probed further.

"No more," she responded, eyes downcast, the picture of compliance.

As Kelvin's fingers traced her cheek, he said, "Would've been better had you been this obedient all along." "I was wrong." With so many of her vulnerabilities in Kelvin's grip, she had no room for willfulness. The slightest squeeze from him, and she'd fall in line without resistance.

Penelope knew that her father's visit to The King Manor wasn't just for a simple meet-up. She could guess what Kelvin might do next. She could bear it, but she didn't want her father to worry about her anymore.

"So," Kelvin leaned in, his breath warm on her forehead, "will you go and apologize to Fiona?" "I will." A satisfied smile curled on Kelvin's lips, "Good girl." Penelope clenched her fist, took a deep breath, then turned towards Mr. Cooper with a bright smile, "Dad, you better head back. I'll cvisit when I can." "Penelope..." Mr. Davis had felt for me, knew I was missing you, and so pulled sstrings to get you out for a bit." 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! Mr. Cooper watched silently.

Just now, he had observed Kelvin and Penelope whispering to each other.

Although he couldn't catch the words, the satisfied sfied look in Kelvin's eyes told him that skind of agreement had been reached.

How could the Davis family, who blamed him for Mr. Davis's death, ever treat his daughter kindly? The ve content is on novelenglish.net!

"Penelope, chere." Suddenly, Mr.

Cooper's face broke into a warm m smile, beckoning her over. She approached: "Dad." Mr. Cooper hugged her. "I'm sorry, kiddo. I've let you carry too much... It's gone too far, no chance of turning back, no way to appeal. My greatest wish, Penelope, is for you to live a happy life—even if just an ordinary, simple one." A wave of panic rose in Penelope. Why was her father saying this now? It sounded like goodbye.

"I'll put an end to these mistakes that started with me. Always remember, you are my precious daughter, and I am proud of you." He ruffled her hair tenderly.

"Dad, what..." Penelope reached out to hold onto him but only managed to grab the corner of his coat.

In the next second, Mr. Cooper turned and bolted, charging straight toward a pillar.

No! He was trying to end his life! "Dad!" Penelope's shrill, hoarse cry pierced the air.

Her eyes widened involuntarily; her heart seemed to stop at that moment.

She tried to catch him, but she couldn't keep up the distance was too great.

Just as Mr. Cooper was about to hit the pillar, the butler dashed from the side, getting in front and taking the hit like a human cushion.