From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 685 How Did You BecLike This That was his precious daughter! "I and Madison's blood, each half of the antidote, only by taking both our bloods can the spell be completely broken," Isabella said. "If I'm lying even a bit, may I be struck by lightning..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped and changed her words. "If I give a fake antidote, may Brandon die a miserable death, alone and lonely for the rest of his life!" Being struck by lightning meant nothing to her.

She didn't care.

But she cared about Brandon! So, in front of Kelvin, she said those words! Kelvin squinted his eyes. "Then how do you explain Lucy turning out like this?" "Take it easy!" Isabella said. "She's so young, her body can't handle an overreaction, having a high fever is normal. Maybe in a couple of hours, she'll be fine." Brandon also spoke up, "Let's wait a bit longer, it won't make much difference." Only then did Kelvin let go.

Isabella's body fell back onto the sofa.

She was expected to remain silent, but unexpectedly she said, "How can it not make a difference? What if Lucy's fever doesn't go down until tomorrow morning, and you have to suffer another attack!" "It's okay, Isabella." "It is a big deal!" Isabella retorted. "I don't want you to suffer anymore, that's why I gave the antidote so quickly!" To be honest, at first, she didn't believe Brandon had taken the medicine.

Because she thought Penelope wouldn't agree.

Brandon was her benefactor and a childhood playmate; no matter what, Penelope would stop Kelvin or go to Kelvin for the antidote.

Unexpectedly, last night, she really witnessed Brandon's attack and finally believed it.

Penelope was truly ruthless, risking Brandon's safety to save Lucy! Kelvin was even more ruthless, sitting leisurely on the sofa, witnessing the whole process without a change in expression! So, Isabella obediently handed over the antidote.

She was prepared to die.

This was the last thing she could do for Brandon! "I'll stay with you," Brandon said. "Isabella, we'll go through the pain together." "I don't want you with me, and I don't want you to feel it!" Isabella pushed him away forcefully. "You don't love me, so why are you doing this? It's so painful, so unbearable, why bother?" Brandon retorted, "You know it's so painful and unbearable, why can't you listen toand grasp the last bit of hope? Now, you've given the antidote, and you got nothing in return!" "I got your antidote!" "You could have handed it over voluntarily, admitted your mistake, repented, and got a chance to turn over a new leaf!" Isabella shouted, "I did nothing wrong! Is it wrong to love you? Is it wrong to want to defend my marriage? Penelope has always suppressed me, isn't it normal forto be unhappy?" Looking at her, Brandon finally understood that Isabella had completely fallen into a dead end.

She didn't want to turn back; she wanted to walk down that dead-end road! Kelvin's phone kept ringing.

Messages kept pouring in, and he had to handle them while also taking care of Penelope's emotions.

"Don't worry about me," she said. "I'm fine. How's Lucy?" "She got a fever-reducing shot. The head nurse is by her side, not leaving her for a moment." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Another hour passed.

As the tfor the attack approached, Kelvin received a video call on his phone. He answered it! "Daddy." Lucy's weak voice cthrough.

"Lucy!" Kelvin stared at the screen. "You're awake." "Yeah, why am I still in the hospital?" Lucy asked. "Didn't you say my surgery was successful, and after transplanting your bone marrow, I would beca healthy little girl?" She blinked slowly, looking confused and bewildered.

Kelvin's eyes flickered.

Lucy's memory was still stuck on the day of the surgery? He looked at Penelope beside him.

Penelope was also very puzzled.

Kelvin hesitated for a second, then slightly moved the phone, pointing the camera at Penelope.

"This is..." Lucy looked carefully. "Who is this? Daddy, get closer, letsee clearly." "Okay." Penelope also stared at Lucy, not daring to breathe, let alone speak.

Would Lucy recognize her? She was still wearing ugly makeup, completely different from her usual appearance! "Are you Mommy?" Lucy hesitated. "Is it? Or am I mistaken?" Penelope choked up and finally spoke, "Lucy." "It really is Mommy." Lucy's voice gained sstrength, no longer as weak as before. "It's Mommy's voice, but..." Lucy blinked again, and tears started streaming down her face.

"Mommy, how did you beclike this?" Lucy cried. "You were so o.m beautiful, so young, without a single Wrinkle on your face. Is it because I got sick, you worried and aged?" Lucy's face was full of tears. She cried so hard she almost passed out.

She was feeling guilty, remorseful, and heartbroken for her mommy. Seeing her cry, Penelope's eyes couldn't help but turn red and moist. The old Lucy was back!

"It's all my fault, Mommy. I've been sick since I was little, and you always had to put down your work to taketo the hospital for IVs. Every tI didn't want to take medicine, you had to coaxpatiently. I've seen you cry secretly several times. I want the beautiful and young mommy."

Penelope took a deep breath, quickly wiped away her tears, and smiled as she replied, "Lucy, you'reoverthinking. This is just makeup, it's E not my real appearance." "Makeup?" Lucy was stunned. "Isn't makeup supposed to make you prettier? How did it make you uglier?" "Because it's ugly makeup." To prove her words, Penelope quickly wiped her face, removing the drawn wrinkles.

"See, I wasn't lying to you, it's really makeup," Penelope said gently. "So, Lucy, don't cry. It's my fault for not explaining earlier and scaring you." "You are still young and beautiful?" "Yes." Penelope nodded. "You rest well in the ward, listen to the head nurse and the butler. Daddy and I will cto see you soon, and then you can see us!"