From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 129 Becoming Enemies

"He must have been a man you loved deeply," he began, "the father of your child.

That's why you're so invested. You had dreams of bearing his children, maintaining that connection, and perhaps even sharing a home one day, isn't that so?"

"Yes!"

"Say it once more!"

"Yes, yes!"

Penelope was prepared to gamble everything. After all, he would never accept the truth, so she might as well indulge his narrative and provoke him further!

"The father of my child pledged to wed me, and I am waiting for him," Penelope declared, "He's a gentle soul, thoughtful, and he promised me a future! He surpasses you a thousandfold, no, a millionfold!"

A vein pulsed ominously on Kelvin's forehead.

"You're deliberately trying to provoke me, aren't you, Penelope? Your words could be the death of me!"

She scoffed, a derisive smile playing at the corners of her mouth, "You can't even handle a few words..."

What about her? She had lost a life, a tiny, vibrant life.

Penelope's hands trembled violently as they slowly moved to her now flat belly.

It had been flat before, but back then, she knew that there was a life growing inside her.

Now...

Nothing. Everything was lost.

The child had been her reason to exist, and Kelvin had snuffed out that light with his own hands.

As of late, the only thing Penelope clung to was the memory of her parents. But they were aging... and eventually, they too would depart from her world. When that day arrived, she would be utterly alone, with no ties, and no one to anchor her.

Standing by her bedside, casting a looming shadow over her, Kelvin asked, "Penelope, aîer you certanir you warntitrupposerine??" often untregar creed, him, lern, larred, rhythméanly stroking her belly as if the child was still there.

"You have two choices," Kelvin broke the silence, "and I suggest you choose the easier path."

"What choices?"

me, as a true husband and wife. Second, resist and

drastically different paths-any wise person would know which to

and pretend as if

her eyes met his. "What if I reject your

you're not seeing the

back, her chin lifted defiantly. "I've made countless compromises, just to give birth to our child, just to let that child

way

interrupted him. "Kelvin, I am me, you

had never been so outrightly rejected before. His hands

in her sterile hospital bed, Penelope's blanket slid off, revealing her pale hospital gown. The

the sterile room. "Kelvin, you're so selfish. You always expect everyone to cater to

telling you now, I refuse to follow your orders. We are enemies,

child, the anguish of witnessing her parents' torment, the guilt of her own perceived helplessness... These emotions were entwined around

gesture, she flung a pillow at Kelvin, scattering anything within her reach in a fit of rage. With a sweeping

echoed across the tiled floor, alarming the bodyguard stationed outside. Thinking something was amiss, he burst into the room with

her eyes

movement had dislodged the needle from the back of her hand. In a fit of frustration, she yanked it out and sent the IV stand toppling to

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were momentarily frozen: "Mr. Davis... Mrs.

he silently watched her outburst. Penelope had her

truly despise you, I loathe you!" Penelope burst out. "Kelvin, you treat me

stay by your side as if nothing's happened... How could I? Do you think

her quietly, "Are

"Not even close!"

"Alright, then carry on."

glared at him, seething, "Why are you so

then barked sharply at

commanded. "No matter what you hear, don't come

other choice, the bodyguard reluctantly

noticed the beads of blood on the

to pull away, but he gripped her

have a death wish?"

torture me to death." "You're not going to die. You're going to live... right by