From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 97: No Saving Grace

Kelvin's eyes narrowed. "Butler!"

"Mr. Davis," the butlerrushed in, drenched in sweat, "It's bad. Mrs. Davis is bleeding heavily. She's been rushed to emergency care!"

"She's bleeding too?"

"Yes, she was conscious in the ambulance, murmuring about the child, but she passed out upon arrival at the hospital," the butler sighed heavily.

The director's heart skipped a beat, then he felt a twisted sense of joy.

Fiona had played her cards well, cleverly miscarrying and now Penelope's child was at risk too. Perfect.

Yet he masked his elation, feigning indignation, "She deserves this! It's instant karma... She tried to harm Fiona's unborn child and look where it got her!"

The butler interjected, "Director, we shouldn't jump to conclusions. It's not appropriate to say that now."

"What's appropriate or not? Mr. Davis himself said Penelope caused Fiona's miscarriage!"

"Mr. Davis, this..."

Kelvin was already striding toward the adjacent OR, determined to confront Penelope.

She'd caused her own downfall this time, and he would not save her. After her leap into the lake, he'd been lenient once; there would be no second time.

"Mr. Davis, Mr. Davis, you can't just barge into the OR, Mr. Davis..."

The nurses couldn't stop him. He pushed through the crowd and entered the OR where doctors were prepping for surgery.

the table, the clamor around

the last of her strength, she opened her eyes to see Kelvin. Was this reality

"Kelvin... Kelvin..."

stood beside her, "Penelope,

she whispered weakly, "Save

his sleeve, to plead,

him once, but not again," Kelvin's gaze was icy, "You've reaped what you sowed, Penelope. You've killed your own

her head,

lift a finger now, saving me the trouble," he scoffed, "Don't delude yourself into expecting

"Kelvin, what are you...

"I won't save this child.

her face

On

hope the doctors gave her. Now, Kelvin was

"The child is innocent. Don't let our grudge harm

you think your child is innocent,

"She..."

child is gone. The doctor just confirmed it. So why should your child be

touch was colder than the operating table, sending a chill through Penelope. "Her child's death has nothing to do with me..." Penelope's eyes brimmed with tears, "I didn't mean to harm her, I did nothing, it

you saying she harmed her own child?" Kelvin's words were like a blade. Penelope's mind went blank. The child was a pawn, Fiona should have been protective. But in the fall, Fiona could have stayed away, yet she chose to reach

that

what she wanted, but

is dead,

fell too, Kelvin. Would I risk my own child's

laughter was

child is worthless. Trading its life for