From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 11: Penelope Unexpectedly Married Mr. Davis? Penelope is really born with a seductive charm! "Get up!" Kelvin tugged at his tie and spoke sternly.

Upon hearing his voice, Penelope immediately opened her eyes and sat up straight: "You, you're back..." He just stared at her with heavy eyes and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" She looked around and explained, "I deliberately slept in the corner, not blocking the door!" "Did you drink the oatmeal?" Penelope was momentarily stunned, "Huh?" "The oatmeal!" "No," she shook her head, "Do I have to?" Kelvin narrowed his eyes, "What do you think?" Penelope resignedly got up, "I'll go now." I don't know what his problem is, insisting that she drinks Lily's oatmeal.

It's already so late... how can she sleep after drinking it? In the dining room, Penelope held the spoon and looked at the bowl of nutty oatmeal in front of her. Kelvin stood beside her, supervising.

She forced herself to put it in her mouth, but only tasted a fishy smell that was hard to swallow. After reluctantly eating half of it, Penelope couldn't swallow any longer: "Is this enough?" "What do you think?" was the cold reply.

"I..." she had just uttered a word when her stomach churned.

Penelope covered her mouth and hurriedly ran to the bathroom.

She vomited so violently that everything she had eaten cout, including the stomach acid.

Hearing the sounds coming from the bathroom, Kelvin frowned in disgust.

She had to drink that oatmeal in order to deceive Lily.

"Mr. Davis," Jeff walked over, "There's a package for you today, sent from abroad." "Give it to me." Kelvin opened it and found that it was medication sent by William, just enough for one course.

He glanced at the bowl of oatmeal again, sneered, and expressionlessly swallowed the pill.

Now that he had found Fiona, he would wait for his illness to be cured and then divorce Penelopeher in three months...

Everything was under Kelvin's control.

Penelope cout of the bathroom, holding her stomach. She still felt nauseous.

What was wrong with her? Even if the nutty oatmeal was fishy, it shouldn't make her vomit like this.

Jeff suggested, "Mr. Davis, should I call a family doctor to check on Mrs. Davis?" "She won't die!" Penelope gratefully looked at Jeff, subtly shaking her head, not wanting to anger Kelvin.

That night, Penelope leaned against the wall, hugging her knees, and drifted off when dawn approached.

The kitchen downstairs was busy, and the servants were cleaning. Fiona, on the other hand, arrived early at The King Manor. She hadn't slept all night, and she had carefully applied her makeup to meet Kelvin.

"Where's Mr. Davis?" Fiona walked into the living room and shouted, "Why isn't anyone welcoming me? Don't you guys want to work anymore!" Jeff looked at her and asked, "Who are you?" "You don't even recognize me,me; how blind you are! I am your future Mrs. Davis!" Jeff replied, "The King Manor already has a lady of the house. Who are you?" "What? That's impossible!" Fiona widened her eyes. "Mr. Davis himself said he was going to marry me! If you don't believe me, go ask him!" 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! "Mr. Davis is still sleeping," replied Jeff. Fiona immediately rushed upstairs. She had to seize this opportunity that had finally presented itself. Anyone who stood in her way would be eradicated! Jeff hurried to chase after her: "No outsiders are allowed on the second floor!" Fiona didn't care and forcefully entered the master bedroom. Upon hearing footsteps, Penelope woke up and saw Fiona's enlarged face as soon as she opened her eyes. "It's you?" Fiona observed her. "I knew you looked familiar." "Fiona?" Penelope also looked puzzled.

She had seen Fiona a few times at the psychiatric hospital. She was the daughter of the hospital director, with a low education level and a love for dressing up.

She was the kind of person who "inherited Audrey's illness without Audrey's fortune." At least Audrey was a legitimate wealthy socialite.

"Why are you sleeping on the floor?" Fiona asked. "I know, Mr. Davis asked you to guard the door, right? You must have suffered a lot when you were at the mental hospital." Jeff caught up and explained, "This is our Mrs. Davis." "What!? You, you, you..." Fiona was taken aback.

Penelope had actually married Mr. Davis?! Her father had told her that the woman Mr. Davis slept with was Penelope.

But if Mr. Davis had found her, it meant he didn't know that Penelope was the woman from that night! That's why she could pretend to be her! And now, Penelope had becthe honorable Mrs. Davis! What was going on? "Do you need something?" Penelope whispered.

"Kelvin is sleeping inside. He's in a bad mood, and if we bother him, we'll all face the consequences." Fiona gritted her teeth and calmed down. No matter what, she would insist that she was the woman from that night and never back down. Even if it was Penelope, she wouldn't be able to shake her position! "I was 'm looking for Kelvin, and unexpectedly ran into you, the watchdog," Fiona replied.

"Move away, I want to go inside." Penelope raised an eyebrow. "I'm also looking at my own door. Compared to someone, at least I'm not bothering him early in the morning." Fiona clenched her teeth and regained her composure. No matter what, she would firmly hold onto the belief that she was the woman from that night and never give up her position.

Barging into someone's home, barking and causing a ruckus, at most, you could be considered an unvaccinated stray dog." "Are you insulting me?" "I didn't nnames, but if you insist on admitting it, I can't help it." Penelope repeated.

Fiona couldn't argue with her, and felt a great deal of frustration: "Don't think you're all that just because you're Mrs. Davis! The person Mr. Davis will ultimately marry is me!" As she spoke, Fiona grabbed Penelope's blanket and threw it aside, raising her hand to slap her.

Penelope turned her head and avoided the slap.

Seeing that she missed, Fiona was unwilling to give up and attempted to slap her again, showing a determination to not stop until she succeeded! Penelope grabbed her wrist fiercely and quickly retaliated with a slap of her own.

She wasn't one to be bullied! However, just at that moment, a light voice floated over: "Penelope, try using your hand." Penelope froze, all her movements abruptly halted.

Her palm was merely a centimeter away from Fiona's cheek! Kelvin didn't even need to intervene; with just a casual remark, he could instantly threaten her.

"Mr. Davis!" Fiona complained in a softened voice, as soon as she saw him,, she continued complained in a pitiful tone, Thank goodness you're here, otherwise... otherwise I would have definitely been slapped!" Kelvin furrowed his brows slightly, "Why are you here?" "I missed you, you; I couldn't sleep. Who knew this woman wouldn't letin and even calleda dog..." Fine, the villain files a complaint first.

Penelope didn't say a word, thinking that Kelvin wouldn't believe such superficial and insincere words.

Little did she know...

"Make her apologize to you," Kelvin spoke up, "or, you can do whatever you want to her."

PenelopeShe suddenly looked up at him, "Do you believe what she said?" she looked at him with a hint of disbelief. "Why wouldn't I?" Kelvin retorted, "Can you compare to her?" Fiona leaned against his shoulder in a coy manner, her face radiating pride.

Kelvin's taste was truly hard to comprehend; he actually liked this kind of woman,.

Penelope reflected on this.

Chapter 12 Three Strikes