From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 717 The Only Person I Care About Is You Penelope tilted her head up, looking at Kelvin's chiseled jawline. "I'll tell you after I handle it." Kelvin wanted to ask more but felt it was unnecessary.

He was afraid that knowing more would only upset him.

Sometimes ignorance was bliss.

Kelvin nodded.

"Do you think I'm heartless?" Penelope asked. "I didn't show Brent any mercy." Kelvin praised her instead. "You did well." Penelope laughed. "I shouldn't have asked you that because you're the coldest person I know." "Only those who deserve it should be treated warmly," Kelvin said. "I don't need to care for everyone." Penelope laughed even more joyfully. "Yes, you are only warm to those you care about." "Actually, the only person I care about is you," Kelvin said. "I take care of others because of you." Love me, love my dog.

Because he loved her, he would love those she cared about, like Nicole, Connor, and others.

Kelvin was good to these people because of Penelope.

Otherwise, with his personality and status, people would be lining up to curry favor with him! Penelope raised her hand and touched his jaw, feeling the stubble growing out, prickly to the touch. She gently rubbed it, teasingly saying, "Only care about me? Are you sure?" "Yes," He responded, grabbing her wandering hand.

Penelope said, "If Lucy heard this, she'd be sad." Kelvin chuckled. "I love Lucy because she's our child, Penelope." "So, if Lucy were someone else's child, you wouldn't like her?" "Right." Penelope immediately put on a stern face. "Kelvin, you still want to have children with other women?" "Alright." Kelvin ruffled her hair. "Don't you want to sleep? Are you picking a fight withon purpose?" Penelope's little schwas seen through by him.

She didn't even have a chance to bicker with him.

"I won't have children with other women because I've never touched any woman other than you," Kelvin said. "Penelope, I love you, so I will love everyone you love." Penelope stared at him.

The bedroom was dark, but she could clearly see the tenderness in Kelvin's eyes.

Penelope raised her hand again, touching the stubble on his chin.

The prickly feeling was addictive, but Kelvin once again took her hand away.

"Stop it, Penelope." "She said, "Can't I even touch it?" It was not like it was an untouchable place.

"You can." Kelvin nodded, but his eyes grew deeper. "Are you sure you want to keep touching?" Penelope found it strange.

Just touching his chin, what was the big deal? She got a bit scared. "Forget it, let's sleep." Kelvin grabbed her hand. "I allow you to touch." Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Penelope lay back on the pillow. "I'm tired. Let's just sleep." Who knew what ridiculous excuse Kelvin would cup with, taking advantage of her touching his chin to make a move on her? Kelvin also lay down, extending his long arm to pull her into his embrace, his palm resting on her lower abdomen.

"Penelope, still having nightmares?" "Probably not," she mumbled. "I didn't expect Brent's words to affectso much." She thought she didn't care, but it still got to her.

Her biological father even said she shouldn't have been born, should have been aborted.

However, Penelope thought it was a good thing, as it allowed her to see Brent's true colors and not have any more soft spots for him! "I just hope that my childhood disappearance has nothing to do with Brent," Penelope said. "Otherwise, he would be unforgivable, worse than Isabella!" Kelvin buried his head in her neck. "It's already being investigated." Penelope didn't know when she would see the light at the end of the tunnel and have everything cto an end.

But thinking that Kelvin would always be with her, she felt full of strength.

Because she wasn't alone.

When Penelope woke up again, it was already bright outside.

She went downstairs and found that Lucy had already gone to school, and the housekeeper was cleaning the living room.

Kelvin was nowhere to be seen.

"Mrs. Davis," the butler approached. "Would you like to have breakfast now?" She nodded and casually asked, "Where's Kelvin?" "Mr. Davis went to the company." Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Penelope looked at the time; it was already past ten.

There were so many things at the Davis Group waiting for his decision and signature, yet he had been with her handling the Mitchell family matters.

His twas so precious, yet he willingly spent it on her, never complaining.

She was so busy and tired that she forgot he still had work to do.

He never mentioned it either.

"Mrs. Davis, if you're going out, I'll arrange a driver and bodyguards for you." The butler smile Mr. Davis specifically instructed this before he left. Your safety is the most important, and you can't be careless." The butler added, "Mr. Davis couldn't stop talking about you from the moment he cdownstairs until he left." Penelope's cheeks flushed.

Being cared for felt wonderful.

"By the way," the butler remembered something, "Mrs. Davis, Mr. Davis askedto give this to you." The butler handed over an envelope.

Penelope took it. "What's this? Why didn't he give it tohimself and instead had you pass it on?" She said this while opening it.

It was a bank card.

Why did he give her a bank card?

"Mr. Davis said the password is your birthday. You can use it for anything.

e It's almost tto change seasons, and you should get snew clothes and shoes. The major brands have also released new bags; you can go shopping." Penelope couldn't help but laugh. "I don't need that." "It's Mr. Davis's gesture."

She shook her head, put the bank card back in the envelope, and m handed it to the butler. "You better return it to him."