From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 38: Just Drawing Blood Kelvin bent down and helped Fiona up.

Once, due to Dr. Cooper's faultmistake, he had already lost his respected father.

Now, this scene felt like a recurring nightmare.

How could Kelvin let Fiona experience the sthing as him? Moreover, the dean would be his future father-in-law.

"Penelope, this blood must be drawn from you." Kelvin's eyes were filled with coldness. "You have no choice but to comply." It was the sphrase once again. She would always be manipulated by him, living as a substitute! "Regardless of whether it's my fault or not, I have to give blood to save the dean?" Penelope asked with a trembling voice, "Is that right?" "Yes." CKevins cold reply.

"Even if drawing blood will cause significant harm to my body, you still insist ondoing it?" Kelvin squinted slightly, "It's just drawing blood. You'll recover in two days." "Yes," Fiona immediately chimed in, "It won't cost you your life, nor will it harm your body. "Penelope, please save my father!" Penelope couldn't believe a word of what Fiona said.

Since she met the dean, she had fallen into their trap! Kelvin didn't know she was pregnant, but they were well aware! How could a pregnant woman give blood! Not to mention, Fiona would definitely bribe the nurse to take a large amount of ...

hHer blood! "Go now," Kelvin commanded in a deep voice. "Nurse, take her away." Penelope turned and ran.

Kelvin stood still and uttered one sentence, "You know the consequences of escaping." Her feet felt as if they were stuck, unable to lift.

Her mother was in his hands, her father in prison, and her burns from scalding water had just begun to heal...

Kelvin had allowed Fiona to throw the water.

He backed Fiona's actions.

"Just draw a few tubes of blood, it won't cost you your life," Kelvin said. "Go willingly, and maybe you'll suffer a little less." Despair filled Penelope's eyes as she closed them. "You won't understand." "What do I need to understand?" he asked. "Tell me." Fiona chimed in, "Yeah, tell him." She knew Penelope dared not speak of her pregnancy! Sure enough, Penelope fell silent.

"The blood drawing room is this way," the nurse approached. "Cwith me." The nurse appeared to be holding Penelope's hand, but in reality, she was forcefully pulling her along. Penelope looked back.

Fiona was looking down, and Kelvin was comforting her, his hand on her shoulder.

From Penelope's angle, she could see Fiona's smirk.

In tThe blood drawing room,.

Penelope looked at the nurse's slender needle in her hand and involuntarily shrank back.

She was scared, always afraid of injections, let alone blood draws.

She wanted to run, to scream, but Kelvin's threat kept her seated, enduring the torment of her body and soul.

"How many milliliters do you want to draw?" Penelope swallowed.

"Oh, as much as needed," the nurse replied,.

sSpeaking as she performed.

J T the needle was already piercing the her vein.

Dark red blood flowed continuously out of her body and into the blood bag.

"That's enough, 200 milliliters!" Penelope said. "You can only draw this much at once!" But the nurse kept going, holding onto her arm. "Don't move, if you get hurt, I won't be responsible." "No more, it's already 300..." 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! Penelope's words seemed weak and feeble.

The nurse drew 600 milliliters in total. "That's it." She bit her lip, feeling cold and weak throughout her body.

A normal person could only have up to 400 milliliters drawn, yet she, a pregnant woman, had just been drained of 600 milliliters in one go.

Fiona ...what a plan! She feared there would be more than just one time, there would be next tand the tafter that! Until her body weakened and couldn't protect the child anymore! Footsteps could be heard at the door as Kelvin walked in. "Is it done?" "Yes," the nurse responded respectfully. "I'll take it to the emergency room immediately." Kelvin waved his hand.

He stood in front of Penelope. "It's only natural for the director to have a cerebral hemorrhage because of you. Donating blood is the least you can do." "Do you know how much blood you've taken from me?" Penelope asked weakly. Kelvin coldly replied, "As much as needed." He didn't care.

Moreover, saving lives is the priority.

Penelope smiled faintly, "Ah... After all, the dean will be your future father-in-law. In your heart, his life is more important than mine." "I no longer have a father. I can't let Fiona lose her father again," he replied.

Unable to resist, she asked, "What makes Fiona so deserving of your favor?" "Because she is my woman," he replied.

Since they had slept together, Fiona had helped him recover with her body. Penelope trembled, "Then what am I? What am I to you?" "Penelope, you are by my side to atone, not to enjoy," he said.

She looked at Kelvin's handsface, feeling cold and despair in her heart.

Lowering his head, he said, "Your father killed mine. Do you still want to harm Fiona's father? Impossible." "I didn't harm him!" Penelope said each word, "I didn't do anything!" 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! "I watched the surveillance video. He only wanted to give you a gift, with a smile on his face. But what did you do?" Kelvin asked. "You pushed him away, had a sour expression, and even threw the gift on the ground." "Just like that, why should I accept his gifts for no reason?" she asked.

"The dean was kind. You rejected, pushed, and shattered the gift, which made him emotionally agitated, O resulting in a stroke. Therefore, it's your responsibility," Kelvin said, looking at her. "You saved him by donating blood, which was not wrongful." It felt like a knife cutting through her.

The dean and Fiona had schemed against her.

No matter how she guarded herself, she eventually fell into their trap.

The current situation was completely disadvantageous for her.

"I have been framed..." Penelope choked, "Only those who framedknow how wronged I am." But no one believed her.

She wanted to touch her belly, hoping that the child could still be safe, But with Kelvin right in front of her, she didn't dare make that move.

Penelope slowly stood up, "I'll leave first." Kelvin looked at her indifferently.

She didn't continue pressing the spot where she had been pricked for blood; a few

drops of fresh blood dripped, particularly conspicuous on her fair skin. Penelope felt extremely dizzy, barely holding on as she walked to the door, but she couldn't endure any longer and suddenly lost consciousness.

Just before she collapsed, a pair of hands caught her, "Penelope!" She tried hard to open her eyes but eventually fainted.

Her child... her child...

Kelvin looked at the woman in his arms, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.

She was so thin, and her cheeks lacked color.

HoweverD... did he feel sorry for her? He shouldn't have such emotions! "Mr. Davis, the blood has been taken to the emergency room," Fiona hurriedly approached. "Oh, what happened to Penelope? Lettake her to the resting room." "Okay." Kelvin handed Penelope over to her and left the hospital.

When Penelope woke up, it was already evening.