From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Your Father Should have died Long Ago

Penelope ran out of the company and flagged down a taxi.

She took out all the money she had on her and handed it to the driver:

"This is all I have, please take me to LA Prison..."

The driver, seeing her desperation, agreed.

When Penelope arrived, Mr. Cooper was lying on a stretcher.

His arms and legs were covered in burn marks.

He half-opened his eyes and kept crying out in pain.

"Dad!" Penelope rushed over.

"Dad, look at me, I'm Penelope... What happened? Why did my dad get burned so badly?"

The prison guard answered, "He did it himself, it's not our problem."

"What about the surveillance? I want to see the whole incident!" Penelope pushed for

answers.

"You can't just watch the surveillance here." The Guard said.

Penelope gritted her teeth, "You... you are going too far!"

"Penelope, it hurts, it hurts..." Mr. Cooper unconsciously pleaded. "Help, scratch it for Dad..."

He tried to scratch the burn blisters, but Penelope grabbed his hand. "Dad, endure it for now, I will take you to the hospital."

"No, he's a prisoner, he needs approval to leave." The guard shouted at Penelope.

"So, should I just watch my dad die?" Penelope asked sarcastically.

The prison guard replied, "Actually, you only have yourselves to blame. Ever since your dad came in, he's been through a lot."

A name flashed through Penelope's mind--

Kelvin!

It was him!

Hasn't he tormented her enough?! He even targeted Mr. Cooper, who was serving his sentence!

"I want to see Kelvin, Kelvin; I'm going to find him now..." Penelope wiped away a tear and made a move to get up.

Just as she stood up, Fiona walked in, looking smug.

She sneered, "Penelope, don't waste your energy. Kelvin dislikes you so much, he only wants to see you suffer!"

piece together what must

dad." Fiona replied, "Before I knew itWho knew he accidentally knocked over

impossible! You did it!"

shrugged, "Do you have

tightly clenched her fists, staring at Fiona, her eyes almost shooting

Davis hadn't of stopped you the last time, you would have slapped me. He's

Penelope wouldn't dare touch her and deliberately

better, you can pour boiling water on me as well. An eye for an

flashing

can come at me," Penelope took a deep breath. "The one who provoked

my dad," Fiona

you think I have the ability to go to prison and cause trouble on my own, and

"So..."

lowly background, and your dad should have died a long time ago! Mr. Davis keeps him around just to take out his frustrations on him

filledblood-filled Penelope's mouth, and her throat was filled with a

actually approved

He was so heartless!

why?!" Her eyes turned red, and she bit

send my dad to the hospital for

rather endure a whipping than learn how to bark like

Penelope understood.

her dignity was useless in the face of

arrogantly and said, "Let's get started, or else... I might change

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relatively clear. He tried to stop them, "No,

She lowered her head

voices echoed in the

it felt as if a knife was cutting into her

be more respectful to me in the future. I am the future

"Can we send

some medicine, and he'll be fine. Is he

and sad expression, Fiona felt thoroughly

of her sleeping with Mr. Davis made Fiona extremely jealous. Luckily, her father had been clever enough to push her forward toand take Penelope'sher place, leading to her current

make sure Penelope had no chance

Mr. Davis was treating her so well, even if he found out that she was the one responsible

bumped Penelope's shoulder and walked away in

squatted down and

areI'm...

She tightly held Mr. Cooper's hand, resisting the tears that were about to well up in her eyes. "As

...

was already dark when

King Manor was quite far from here, and

the living room, Kelvin's sharp gaze fell

she felt more numbness than

devil, dragging her into

you go?" Kelvin sternly

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