From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 137

Chapter137 Mr. Davis, Are You Kicking Me Out?

Kelvin reclined in his chair, the weight of exhaustion etched on his face. Timothy, his friend and confidant, offered his advice.

"I I suggest you clarify things with Fiona first," he said. "Women crave security, a solid choice, and preference. If you envision a future with Penelope, you must sever all ties with Fiona."

Kelvin remained silent, his thoughts hidden behind a stoic facade.

"Or... do you harbor feelings for both of them? Desiring the best of both worlds? Surely not, Kelvin. With Fiona's looks, her morals, her personality... you must be blind to fall for her."

"I understand," Kelvin finally replied, his voice devoid of emotion. "You can leave now."

Timothy paused, taken aback. So, after offering his counsel, he was dismissed just like that. Typical Kelvin!

"Still here?" Kelvin queried, a hint of annoyance in his tone. "Would you like to stay for a meeting, or do you have clients to attend to, perhaps a business trip?"

Without another word, Timothy vanished.

Kelvin rose from his chair, sauntered to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and lit a cigarette, inhaling the smoke slowly.

It wasn't until the clock struck ten that Kelvin finally vacated his office.

"Mr. Davis, the cut on your hand requires a fresh dressing..."

"Prepare the car; we're heading to Riverside Apartments," he commanded. "The doctor can attend to it in the vehicle."

A heavy silence permeated the air as the doctor quietly changed his bandages. Meanwhile, Fiona sat at the vanity inside her apartment, her eyes greedily fixed on the expensive wedding ring. How could she ever relinquish Kelvin? He was everything she had ever desired: power, status, wealth, and the envious stares of the women of Los Angeles.

She was certain she would reclaim her position. Penelope would never triumph over her!

doorbell interrupted

ring aside and rushed to open the door. But upon seeing Kelvin, her surprise

into the living room,

complexion, Fiona remained silent, apprehension creeping

in alright?" Kelvin inquired. "Do you

I adore everything you've bestowed upon

house is yours," he declared, "I have transferred

nodded enthusiastically, "Thank you so

home was a symbol

was so

assumed that Kelvin's gesture was his way of making amends. After all, she had endured days

his arm, "I apologize. From this moment, I'll stand by your side faithfully."

her away abruptly. "That won't be

in confusion,

Tell me," Kelvin flicked away the ashes from his cigarette,

Material?

support? Her

finally sensed something was amiss, "Mr. Davis, what do

you deserve compensation. Today, let's settle this

was resolute in his

for Fiona, just a sense of obligation, it was time to sever ties

Love was one thing.

Obligation was another.

his future with Penelope to be secure,

Davis, are you asking me to leave?" "You will receive what you desire. Just tell me, and I'll comply," Kelvin responded. To Kelvin, the concept of money and material possessions held no weight. If Fiona

you," Fiona protested vehemently, shaking her head in denial. "Mr. Davis, I don't want the house or the money; just let me stay by your side... I can't bear

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