From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Caught picking up garbage!

Only then did Penelope open the car door and get in herself.

"Are you hurt?" he asked.

She shook her head.

"You're quite clever," Kelvin sneered, "knowing how to protect yourself."

"Just barely," Penelope said, subconsciously wanting to touch her abdomen.

But as soon as she realized Kelvin was right there, her movements abruptly stopped.

"This ends here," he warned, "don't even think about bothering Fiona."

"You really think highly of me. I don't have the guts to do that."

Fiona was his treasure, the woman he promised to marry. How could she compare?

She was the one who would suffer.

"But," Penelope said, "you've always hated it when someone touches your things. And I, I belong to you."

"Fiona is different." The answer not exactly sitting well with him.

"Because you love her, right?" Penelope pushed.

Kelvin didn't answer.

Love? It didn't seem like it.

It was more about responsibility.

After all, Fiona saved him with her body,

to give him a different feeling.

"I have already punished her," Kelvin pressed his temples. "What else do you want?"

Penelope sarcastically raised her lips. "What can I do? Do I deserve it?"

She knew her position, how could she dare to have any other thoughts?

Suddenly, her chin ached as Kelvin's fingers tightly gripped it.

"Stop making that sour face in front of me. Even if Fiona did something to you today, you still have to endure it for me!"

He was already leaning towards her, making Fiona go home and reflect on herself, . andAnd she still didn't appreciate it? Playing a small temper with him?

Kelvin's frustration grew even stronger!

"Understood," Penelope replied softly.

Only then did he let go, closing his eyes to rest.

But Kelvin couldn't fall asleep at all, his mind was troubled, his temples throbbed with pain.

Back in his office, he opened the bottom drawer and took out an incense.

The incense that Penelope had given him, and he had thrown it into the trash.

As he smelled the faint herbal scent, Kelvin's heart gradually calmed down and he fell asleep.

He didn't know how long had passed when Kelvin opened his eyes he justand saw Timothy Foster standing across the desk.

He was holding the incense, playing with it.

"This thing is pretty good, where did you buy it?" Timothy Foster asked, "Don't you have insomnia? This is the first time I've seen you sleep so soundly,soundly; I didn't have the heart to wake you up."

Kelvin coughed softly, "Give it here."

"Come on, appreciate it, share good things!" Timothy teased.

"I'm not saying it again."

"Okay, okay, here you go," Timothy Foster threw it at him, "You treasure this incense so much, who gave it to you, your sweetheart?"

Kelvin's face darkened slightly.

"No," Timothy Foster clapped his hands, "You're already a married man, how can you accept gifts from other women! So, it must be from Penelope!"

Kelvin's face darkened even more.

He stuffed the incense into the drawer, "If you have something to say, say it, if not, get out!"

"It looks like I was right!" Timothy Foster burst into laughter, "Who would have thought, Penelope is so talented... Mind if she makes one for me?"

"What do you want her to make it for?"

"I'll use it for whatever you use it for. I don't know what's inside, but the scent is soothing and calming."

Suddenly, Kelvin's lips curled up, "You want it that badly?"

"Yes." Timothy felt pleased.

"Alright," he nodded, "Let Penelope make one for the entire company."

Timothy Foster was taken aback, "Do you want to tire her out?"

"Good things should be shared by everyone."

Timothy Foster shrugged, "Let's get back to business then. What do you plan to name the jewelry department?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Kelvin began to think about it.

"Take your time, but allocate some budget for me first."

Kelvin agreed, "Sure. But I have to remind you of

"Something important,"

"What is it?" Timothy Foster said earnestly, thinking that Kelvin had something important to say. However, the result was...

"Stop protecting Penelope," Kelvin warned. "She's just an employee loaned to you, you know?"

Now that Penelope was under Timothy Foster's supervision, she indeed enjoyed a lot more freedom and ease.

Having worked abroad for several years, Timothy Foster favored a more liberal and humane management style, focusing on performance rather than attendance.

didn't

Timothy Foster

jewelry department, Timothy Foster

"Mr. Foster." Penelope said.

of those for me too, the one you gave Kelvin," he

didn't understand.

"His is ugly,

me."

Then she understood.

didn't Kelvin throw it

he retrieve

I'll

said it's quite good.

Penelope exclaimed, "Huh?"

sleeping," Timothy Foster explained. "Expense will be covered by

And so...

ten colleagues sat in front of a heap of traditional Chinese

it was already 8 o'clock in

sore

The King Manor, she absentmindedly picked up a bottle

water.

been paid yet, but Timothy Foster shouldn't mistreat her. However, she

still had to earn

said the baby's condition was unstable

supplement her

Money was needed everywhere.

less boring because

the

the car window half open, Kelvin stared deeply

picking

she was so skilled, clearly having done it many times

"Should I get Mrs.

"No need!"

him look at her with new

the day, picking up trash

been in a meeting all day today, he would never have found

close to The King Manor, Penelope looked

it a bit sparse.

not to go

a hand reached out and

startled and saw that it was Kelvin, which shocked her

how lowly and insignificant you are?"

earn money with my own hands through honest labor!" Penelope replied.

back to me!"

back, but Kelvin just threw

was a crashing sound, and the mineral water bottle scattered all over

you know how long I've been

I'll Kneel And Not

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just

eyes started to

for money?" Kelvin stared at her. "Desperate enough to

and sacrifice

money! What is dignity? What is pride? I lost all of that the moment you threw me into the psychiatric hospital! Just by staying alive, I

an ordinary person. If you tell me to roll, I'll roll. If you tell me to walk to work, I'll earn some bus

find out, but compared to your

quickly wiped away a tear and squatted down to pick

bottles.

"Stop picking them up!"

She didn't listen.

Kelvin

"Let go of me!"

kicked away the bottles blocking their path

"Mr. Davis,

said in a threatening

Ryan hurried

up all

Yes,

boss fights, the

middle of the night was bad enough, but

had to pick up

seat, personally driving, and suddenly

pedal.

almost hit the

fastened her seatbelt. With this speed, she wouldn't

was in danger.

She couldn't die.

because she had

she had to livecouldn't even

dare to open her

going to happen!"

the

sedan the sensation of a race car. Penelope was constantly being

reached The King Manor,

to excessive speed, he couldn't stop in time and the

headedhey crashed

"Ah!"

jerked forward and then slammed back onto

a few

out in a cold

car and ran to the side

coldly looked at her. "You're so

"I...I get motion sickness!"

not your first timefirst-time vomiting." He squinted

going on?"

heart skipped a beat, afraid

oats are too greasy, I can't

at the mental hospital was bad, which caused

oats and felt irritated. "Don't drink

looked at him. "Don't go back

"I said it!"

already problematic, and she frequently

body was being harmed.

found another reason for himself. Penelope wanted him to punish her personally. How could

more picking up trash!" Kelvin

think I

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