From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 94: A Visit to Your Mother

"I can't handle Kelvin, but others can still help you," Monica whispered. "Don't get angry over someone like that. It's not worth it, especially for a pregnant woman like you."

"Okay."

What they didn't know was that the entire exchange had been captured by the overhead security camera.

Kelvin had watched it all.

Away from him, Penelope's smile was more frequent, her eyes bright. When she genuinely smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons, just as they had when he first met her. When scheming, her eyes darted around, her expressions numerous.

But the Penelope in front of him? Lifeless, eyes downcast, she resembled a docile kitten. Yet, if provoked, she would reveal her claws in a fierce scratch. Kelvin thought it was his doing that had turned her into this.

Perhaps, in time, Penelope would completely become another person.

"Mr. Davis? Mr. Davis?" Ryan called out several times, "What are you thinking about?"

He lazily lifted his eyes: "What do you think it takes to maintain a woman's innocence and spontaneity?"

Huh?

This question was out of the blue.

Ryan mused that Mr. Davis had been asking a lot about relationships lately. As a straight-laced man himself, Ryan was clueless in this area. If it were work-related, he could respond swiftly and accurately. Was it time to start reading up on relationship psychology?

"Won't you say anything?" Kelvin leaned back in his chair.

"Well, Mr. Davis, I think..." Ryan scratched his head, searching for an answer, "love will do."

"Love?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I've heard that the highest form of loving a woman is to pamper her like a daughter. With such indulgence and doting, she can maintain her purity and innocence."

Kelvin slowly spoke, "Like a daughter?"

He couldn't help but imagine, if he had a daughter, he would indeed treat her like a princess, giving her everything, making her the happiest little girl in the world. The Davis family had three generations of males. If a girl were to join the family, she would indeed be spoiled to the heavens.

He wondered if Fiona was carrying a boy or a girl.

And Penelope's child...

Kelvin's expression turned cold; that wasn't his child, it was none of his concern!

hospital arranged?" Kelvin asked, "When is the specialist arriving

be here this week; I've been following

dismissively and picked up the phone

of messages, each one telling him about her

weren't for that one night, if not for the

fell and night descended, the servants at King Manor were seething silently. Mrs. Wright was proving to be an incredibly difficult person to serve. One moment she complained the bird's nest soup was too bland, the next the temperature wasn't right. She nitpicked everything, and if something

curse.

Davis was truly

other choice,

just got lucky and now is in a class

"Yes, sir."

the couch, scolding a servant peeling a pomegranate, "Can't you do anything?

I'll peel another one

"What time is it now? Why isn't Mr. Davis back yet?" "The butler replied, "Mr. Davis has a dinner engagement tonight, he will be back late." "What? So I

"Yes".

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asked again, "Where is that little

is busy

Fiona grew more irritable.

the abortion, she had been eager to execute

they were just waiting for

show couldn't go

at past nine, Penelope

walk in so

But...

was nowhere to be

she! Didn't she just come home?" Fiona demanded, "What's she skulking

gone

stepped foot into the main villa; she

had no desire

from me? No chance!" Fiona stormed off towards the servant's

had just set down her bag when

this woman ranting

to

Fiona kept yelling outside, "What are you, a coward, too scared to face me? You're pathetic, Penelope, always hiding... drag you

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loud it hurt her