From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 120 A Bargain of Betrayals and Bonds Kelvin's fury had been ignited by the principal's insinuation, a suggestion that he could accept Penelope's illegitimate child. It was Penelope, after all these years, who could still effortlessly trigger Kelvin's most volatile temper.

Indeed, Penelope was still with child. Kelvin, known for his decisiveness, found himself wavering and showing leniency when it cto her. The contradiction was not lost on him.

In a fit of rage, Kelvin sent a chair flying and stormed out of his study.

As he descended the grand staircase, the butler approached him, "Mr. Davis, are you going to " "Move aside," Kelvin commanded, his face an impenetrable mask of steel. He continued his stride, leaving the butler to signal the servants to clean up the study. The butler then followed Kelvin discreetly, maintaining a respectful distance.

Kelvin's destination was the servants' quarters. Inside, Penelope was already asleep. Having finally brought Fiona down a peg, she had allowed herself to relax completely, falling into a deep, peaceful slumber. Not even the sound of Kelvin forcefully kicking open the door stirred her.

Kelvin stood in the doorway, his towering frseeming out of place in the cramped room. As he gazed at the sleeping woman on the bed, his intense anger began to subside. Penelope lay on her side, hands nestled beneath her head, her hair falling softly across her face, the very picture of serenity.

Moments ago, he'd been consumed with the desire to strangle Penelope. Now, in the quiet of the night, he found he couldn't bear to disturb her sleep. Kelvin questioned his sanity.

Entering the maid's quarters, he was hit with a musty smell, and the ceiling was so low he could touch it with an outstretched hand. How could she sleep so soundly in such a place? Even a cot in the hallway outside his master bedroom, or a makeshift bed inside it, would be better than this! Suddenly, Kelvin remembered that Penelope had spent two years in a mental institution prior to this. The conditions there must have been unimaginably terrible. He recalled how he had instructed the warden to take "good care" of her, a command undoubtedly carried out.

"Damn it!" Kelvin muttered under his breath.

"Penelope, you know we could start over if you're willing to let go of the baby..." Kelvin reached out and gently brushed her hair aside, "Why are you so stubborn? Do you love the child's father that much?" "I've given you several chances to leave the child and stay with me. You could have had a good life. But you just had to oppose me, suffering for it..." "Bringing you back hto stay by my side, was that right or wrong?" Penelope, in a groggy state of sleep, just felt an itch on her face and instinctively reached up to scratch it. "Mmm, stop." With that, she drifted back to sleep.

Kelvin withdrew his hand. Was the child really that important to her? At this moment, Kelvin stared into his own heart. He had to admit that his feelings for Penelope had changed... from the initial contempt and hatred to now caring and missing her.

Yes, he missed her.

Even Kelvin had thought about letting go of the grudges and the old family feuds, to just be with her. But this child was what stood between them! "Penelope, I can let go of my desire for vengeance if you can let go of the child... Can we do that?" His voice was so soft, only he could hear it. He hoped... she could too.

But if Penelope were awake, he wouldn't be able to say any of that. Even someone as strong as Kelvin could feel hesitancy and fear in love.

After sitting silently for a long time, so long that Kelvin himself didn't know how much thad passed, Penelope was still sleeping.

He stood up, ready to leave.

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! Before leaving, he made sure to cover Penelope with the blanket properly. One moment he wished he could strangle her, the next he was worried she might catch a cold.

"Mmm... cut it out," Penelope mumbled in her sleep, "letsleep a little longer." "Just keep sleeping; no one's going to bother you." "Alright, I'm a little sleepy... Nathan, I'll cfind you later." Kelvin's movements cto an abrupt halt.

Penelope continued to talk in her dreams. "Nathan, I want ice cream. You promised, after marrying me, you'd buyice cream every day..." A smile touched Penelope's lips, as if she were lost in a pleasant dream. Her words echoed clearly in the cramped room.

Kelvin's expression slowly froze. "Brother Nathan," it had to be Nathan.

Penelope seemed to be pining for him, dreaming of Nathan amidst her slumber. Indeed, she and Nathan grew up together, a childhood romance blossomed into an engagement as they planned to marry and start a family when the tcame.

And Kelvin? What was he but an interloper who disrupted the trajectory of her orderly life?

Penelope was indeed dreaming. In her dream, she revisited her childhood. Those were truly happy times: parents in love, @harmonious home, and she-the cherished only child, walking to and from school with the young master from the Smith family next door, doing homework together, flying kites in the spring.

All the adults said she was destined to marry Nathan. Penelope didn't know what marriage entailed Shel asked Nathan, who, two years her ET.

senior and wise beyond his years, declared, "Marryingis great, you'll get to eat ice cream every day!" "Really?" 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! "Of course! I'll buy it for you every day!" "That's wonderful, Nathan, I want to marry you!" Such bliss made her laugh out loud, unaware that one truly appreciates joy in times of hardship.

Deep in her sweet slumber, Penelope was abruptly lifted from her bed with a forceful tug. Startled awake, her eyes flew open to the man before her. "Kelvin..." Still groggy, she blinked and sat stiffly, her mind struggling to catch up. Why was Kelvin here? She had just been dreaming. That's right, only in dreams did she feel such freedom and joy.

Kelvin's voice broke through her thoughts, "What dream has you smiling so much, huh?" "Nothing..." Penelope replied dismissively.

"Seems like a sweet dream," Kelvin taunted, "Did I annoy you by waking you up?" "When did you get here?" Penelope inquired, eyeing him. Why was he here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? Fortunately, she had hidden her eavesdropping earpiece. If Kelvin had seen it, she would've been in for a round of questioning.

"I can't visit?" Kelvin challenged, taking her chin into his hand and pulling her closer, "Penelope, her gives you the right to sleep so what soundly and to dream so pleasantly?" "Don't I have the right to dream?" He leaned in, his breath heavy upon her face, "But you were calling out for Nathan!"