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.

around her piercing

strength, she opened her eyes to

"Kelvin... Kelvin..."

beside her, "Penelope, are you aware

whispered

his sleeve, to plead, but her arms

icy,

shook her head, "No, that's

now, saving me the trouble," he

widened, "Kelvin, what are you...

touching hers, "I won't save this child. There'll be no surgery for

face

Fiona's. On the

gave her. Now, Kelvin was snuffing

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

you think your child is innocent, but

"She..."

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

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 was

like a blade. Penelope's mind went blank. The child was a pawn, Fiona should have been protective. But in the fall, Fiona could

that

know what she wanted, but I never thought

her child is dead,

I risk my own child's life to

was cold

worthless. Trading its life for