From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter134 Dying at Your Hands Would Be Worth It

Penelope's blade was concealed, hidden away within the confines of her pillow. She wondered, could Kelvin possibly know? She dared not dwell on the thought, holding her breath as if the very act of exhaling could shatter the world around her.

"Why are you so scared of me touching your pillow?" Kelvin's voice was light, teasing as he gently pried her fingers away.

"I'm not..." she stammered, unable to complete the thought.

"Scared I might find it?" he finished for her.

Before she could react, Kelvin's nimble fingers retrieved the hidden knife from within the pillowcase. Penelope was frozen with shock. He knew. He knew about the knife! But how?

"I bet you're surprised, aren't you?" Kelvin's hand, veins protruding slightly, gripped the knife handle. "You hide it well, yet I found out..."

"You... how..." Penelope stuttered, the words failing her. She felt it again, the terrifying depth and cunning of this man!

"You ordered the bodyguards to buy lots of fruit, but the knife was missing. It wasn't hard to guess," Kelvin said nonchalantly.

Penelope bit her lip. "The room is only so big; where else would you hide it except the pillow?" Kelvin continued. "Now, Penelope, tell me, what were you planning to do with this knife?"

He raised an eyebrow, an image of composure, without any anger. Having been found out, Penelope decided there was no longer any point in hiding the truth.

"I want to kill you!" She locked eyes with Kelvin, "Ever since you came into my life, all you've brought me is endless pain! Now, you've even taken my child from me. You and I... we can't coexist under this sky!"

"Do you hate me that much?" Kelvin asked.

"Yes!"

"Is it just because of the child? Is that why you hate me so much?"

Penelope retorted, "No, it's everything you've done to me. I wish you'd be dead!"

With each word she spoke, Kelvin's smile grew wider. He nodded, "All right. Penelope, I'll give you that chance. Take my life, take my heart."

With that, Kelvin offered her the knife. Penelope didn't take it. He pressed it into her hand, forcing her to grip the handle. "Be careful, it's sharp. Don't hurt yourself."

feeling. "You... You know I want to kill you, and you're giving me the knife?" She had expected Kelvin to take the knife back, to throw it away, to keep it out of her

Kelvin calmly, "Go ahead,

hand trembled. "The second step to proving my love for you begins now," Kelvin uttered gravely. "I'm entrusting my entire life to you, letting

afraid

my death comes by your hand, it would be

bit her lower lip harder. "Kelvin, don't think... I can't do it. Don't think I won't

can, you definitely

He even steadied Penelope's trembling hand and directed the tip of

poke. With a little bit more force from

hope you make it quick

was fixated not on Kelvin's eyes, but on the sharp tip

stood

wonder, what

he truly unafraid

had he calculated that she would not have the heart, that

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overly confident," Penelope warned, her teeth clenched tightly. "There's a sea of bad blood between us; two lives have already been

So, do

teeth still clenched, Penelope slowly began to push

seep through Kelvin's shirt, yet his expression remained unchanged, as

so much!" Penelope found herself repeating, unsure if she was speaking to herself or to him. "I hate you enough to

know, I was cruel to you before. That's why I'm

payment?" she asked, her

If you want my heart and my life, they're

harder, scepticism clear in her eyes. "The Davis estate and the family name,

them," he answered firmly, "Now, I only want to prove my

so prideful, so arrogantly self-assured. Penelope found him impossible to

This must be one of his tricks. He must have an ulterior

"It's only an inch-just a flesh wound, not

dripped down, staining the back

the knife with newfound