From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 92: Mrs. Davis and the Pregnancy Checkup

As he responded absentmindedly, his gaze wandered restlessly to the window, where the streetlights illuminated an empty scene. The servants' quarters, a modest building behind The King Manor and overshadowed by the grandeur of the European-style villas, were brightly lit.

"This is one of the better rooms," the butler assured Mrs. Davis. "Are you satisfied with it?"

"It's perfect, thank you," she replied with gratitude.

"So modest, just a few square meters... How is this good?" he sighed.

Penelope chuckled, "I truly like it."

She had dreamt of escaping Kelvin's presence, to sleep alone. Sharing a room with him meant even her breaths had to be cautious. Now, she relished her newfound freedom -drawing late into the night, sleeping until dawn, rolling around without restraint.

"You're too easily pleased," the butler remarked. "Mrs. Wright..."

"She's Kelvin's current favorite. Don't oppose her on my account, it'll only make her target you."

After the butler left, Penelope spun around in joy. Though Fiona moving into The King Manor was irksome, the trade-off for her sleeping freedom seemed worth it. After all, she never truly fit the role of Mrs. Davis. Her divorce was imminent, and with it, the emotional entanglements with Kelvin would end.

A dull ache in her heart slowed her down. She pressed her chest and turned to freshen up.

That night, Penelope had the most restful sleep since arriving at The King Manor- dreamless, until the break of dawn.

Stretching widely, she exclaimed, "Time to get up!" But stepping outside, she encountered Fiona.

With arms crossed, Fiona smirked, "Looks like you slept well last night."

"Indeed, very well," Penelope replied.

"Typical of someone with lowly tastes. Can't get used to the luxury of the master bedroom, so you settle for a pigsty," Fiona taunted.

all the scheming to get

it's better

didn't touch you last night?" Penelope probed. "Or did you not sleep together at

hit where it hurt, retorted defensively, "We slept separately for safety!" "Safety? For the

"Exactly!"

will change that," Penelope shrugged. "When I was with him, he was

trailed off, letting the implication hang. Fiona's face

seductive tricks do you

with her finger. "Come, I'll teach

eagerly to learn how to captivate Kelvin. But all she got was a

mock

doesn't need tricks; he'll pursue you relentlessly," Penelope said nonchalantly. "Seems

to crossing the line with Penelope several times. Could he really resist Fiona, the woman he

The next chapter is just

walked away, leaving Fiona seething. "Don't spout nonsense. Mr. Davis

"Oh, congratulations then."

what's with that

but Penelope dodged: "I have to work. I can't rely on a man like you. Don't waste my

Kelvin appeared, his gaze indifferent

Davis, Penelope just

to clarify. So what

sharp tongue, interjected,

prenatal checkup in LA.

"I've just had a checkup, everything's fine... Do

be with top doctors, more

Fiona insisted

time," Kelvin

a full checkup takes