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 matter if someone wasn't

Mrs. Davis," Timothy Foster replied. "But to be serious, her professional abilities are

department,

"Mr. Foster." Penelope said.

those for me too, the

didn't understand.

gestured. "His is

me."

Then she understood.

throw it in the

retrieve

alright," Penelope responded. "Mr. Foster, I'll make one for

Foster nodded. "By the way, Kelvin said it's quite good.

Penelope exclaimed, "Huh?"

and has trouble sleeping," Timothy Foster explained. "Expense will

And so...

Penelope and about ten colleagues sat in front of a

much effort, it was already 8 o'clock in the

stretched her sore neck

Manor, she

water.

Timothy Foster shouldn't mistreat her. However, she wouldn't receive it until a month later,

to

had said the baby's condition was unstable and

to supplement her

Money was needed everywhere.

journey became less boring because

the

open, Kelvin stared deeply at the petite

picking up trash!

so skilled, clearly having done it many

"Should I get

"No need!"

really made him look at her with

during the day, picking

in a meeting all day today, he would

King Manor, Penelope looked at tonight's haul

it a bit sparse.

to go around and

hand reached out and snatched it

startled and saw that it was

how lowly and

own hands through honest labor!" Penelope

back to me!"

it back, but Kelvin just threw

a crashing sound, and the mineral water bottle scattered all

how long I've been

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started to well up with

for money?" Kelvin stared at

trash and sacrifice your

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

this. But I'm just 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 fare. Is that not

find out, but compared to your anger, I'm

away a tear and

bottles.

"Stop picking them up!"

She didn't listen.

Kelvin

"Let go of me!"

the bottles blocking their path and threw Penelope into

panicked: "Mr. Davis,

Kelvin said in a

Ryan

up all

"... Yes,

fights, the

the car in the middle of the night was bad

to

seat, personally driving, and

pedal.

head almost

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

was in danger.

She couldn't die.

because she had

livecouldn't even more, because she had

didn't dare to open her eyes. "Kelvin, something

going to happen!"

gripping the

forcefully giving the sedan the sensation of a race car. Penelope was constantly being affected by

Manor, Kelvin finally hit

stop in time and

as the car headedhey crashed towards the

"Ah!"

then

stopped just a

out in a cold

of the car and

looked at her. "You're

"I...I get motion sickness!"

timefirst-time

going on?"

afraid that he might suspect

quickly replied, "It's because the oats

caused my stomach to become

and felt irritated.

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

"I said it!"

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

body was being harmed.

for himself. Penelope wanted him to punish her personally.

picking up trash!" Kelvin warned. "If I find out

think I want to do

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