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.

as the work was done well, it didn't matter if someone

not doing this solely because of Mrs. Davis," Timothy Foster

to the jewelry department,

"Mr. Foster." Penelope said.

one of those for me too, the one you

understand.

Timothy Foster gestured. "His is ugly, just change the

me."

Then she understood.

throw it in the trash

retrieve

Penelope responded. "Mr. Foster, I'll make

it's quite

Penelope exclaimed, "Huh?"

trouble sleeping," Timothy Foster explained. "Expense will

And so...

a heap of traditional Chinese medicine ingredients, sorting, stringing, and

was already 8 o'clock in

stretched her sore neck

to The King Manor,

water.

mistreat her. However, she wouldn't receive it until a month later, and for

had to earn some

said the baby's condition was unstable and required further examination and

to supplement her nutrition

Money was needed everywhere.

became less boring because of picking up bottles. Penelope

even notice the car following her

half open, Kelvin stared deeply at the

actually... picking up trash!

she was so skilled, clearly having done

Davis," Ryan whispered, "Should

"No need!"

really made him look at

day, picking

hadn't been in a meeting all day today, he would never have

Manor, Penelope looked at tonight's haul

it a bit sparse.

was contemplating whether or not to go around and

out and snatched it

that it was Kelvin, which shocked

lowly and insignificant you are?" Kelvin

own hands

back to me!"

snatch it back, but Kelvin

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

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money?" Kelvin stared at

and

of that the moment you threw me into the psychiatric hospital! Just by staying alive,

Mr. Davis, high and mighty, worth billions. Of course, you would never do something like this. But I'm just an ordinary person. If you tell me to roll, I'll roll. If

but compared to your anger, I'm more afraid

quickly wiped away a tear and squatted down to

bottles.

"Stop picking them up!"

She didn't listen.

telling you to stop!" Kelvin grabbed

"Let go of me!"

bottles blocking their path and threw Penelope

looked panicked: "Mr. Davis,

out!" Kelvin said in a threatening

sir." Ryan hurried

all her broken

"... Yes, Mr.

the boss fights, the

the middle of the night was

had to pick

driver's seat, personally

pedal.

almost hit the

this speed, she wouldn't be surprised if

was in danger.

She couldn't die.

because she

to livecouldn't even more, because she

dare to open

going to happen!"

remained silent, gripping the steering

sensation of a race car. Penelope was

The King Manor, Kelvin finally hit

speed, he couldn't stop in time

the car headedhey

"Ah!"

then slammed

a few

out in

and ran to the side to start

coldly looked at her. "You're so

"I...I get motion sickness!"

not your first timefirst-time

going on?"

beat, afraid that he might

oats are too greasy, I can't

mental hospital was bad, which caused my stomach to

Lily's oats and felt irritated. "Don't drink them

it!" Penelope looked at him. "Don't go back

"I said it!"

oats were already problematic, and she frequently vomited. Kelvin worried

body was being harmed.

another reason for himself. Penelope wanted him to punish her personally. How could she be defeated by a bowl

more picking up trash!" Kelvin

you think I want to

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