Chapter 87 If There Were No Deep-Rooted Hatred, Would You Love Me?

Perhaps, it would remain nothing but a wishful dream.

"Yes, the child I'm carrying isn't as precious as Fiona's," Penelope responded. "She's lucky, chosen by you, enjoying wealth and splendor... I can't compare."

Kelvin spoke indifferently:"If you were carrying my child, you would live even better than her."

But how could that be possible?

He hadn't touched her and didn't plan to for the time being.

As Kelvin walked toward the closet, he heard Penelope's voice, soft as a mosquito's whisper-

"If there were no deep-rooted hatred between us, would you love me?"

He stopped abruptly:"Say that again."

Penelope was startled; he had heard her? His hearing was that good?

"It's nothing," she denied. "I didn't say anything."

"I heard you."

"..." Penelope bit her lip. "Then why ask?"

Silence lingered for several seconds before Kelvin said:"Without deep-rooted hatred, we wouldn't know each other."

Like two parallel lines that would never meet, living their separate lives peacefully.

Penelope replied: "I wasn't asking about that."

It was about love. Whether he could love her.

Kelvin laughed mockingly:"Penelope, can't you feel it?"

Why bother asking?

But he would never admit it, not even the slightest bit.

He was proud, and she was stubborn.

Kelvin entered the closet and slammed the door shut.

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making her brain slow, to ask such a question.

Love?

Where was there any love? There was only hate.

He hated her, and she hated him. They tormented each other, never letting go.

on her knees, heat- treating them for a while before

she woke up,

was lying on the big bed, with

did she sleepwalk onto the

problem? She should probably see a

off the bed

company, Penelope was heading to her workstation when Kennedy

Kennedy asked

gets broken, mine will be

go around seducing men like you. Sooner or later, the legitimate wife will grab you by the hair and teach you a

say I seduce men, then you saw yesterday, I did nothing, and the men came

proud of

shows I'm charming." Penelope wanted to infuriate her. "Unlike you, clinging to Mr. Walker and still

Penelope, you better not

hands, what could you

will openly support you, his mistress,

Kennedy thought she

How amusing.

Mr. Davis's level isn't necessary. Just Monica alone could make you regret it.

face twisted with anger, and she deliberately bumped into Penelope's

Cut it out.

her

being utterly suppressed by Kelvin, Penelope had never lost a battle

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Monica greeted her with a bag in hand and a cheery smile. "Morning."

down... hey? Why are

long

fall? Or did

Penelope answered.

never repeated his methods of punishing

had an endless variety of tricks up

"No way, there are still men who

domestic violence! Call the police

lay a hand on me, it's just... never mind, it's

of days."

knew it wasn't a big deal, just some numbness from kneeling too long, and some

the type

suffering such a loss, of course, she'd want to get

Why hold back?

can't let this slide," Monica said, pulling Penelope along. "We

seek revenge."

stop joking, that's

Was it

Was it that simple?

snapped her fingers. "There are plenty

full of

at

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