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!

interrupted

door. But upon seeing Kelvin, her surprise morphed into

living room, loosened

complexion, Fiona remained

Kelvin

adore everything you've bestowed upon me!"

yours," he declared, "I have

"Thank you so much, Mr.

the multimillion-dollar home was a symbol of status and

was

gesture was his way of making amends. After all,

I regret my previous intentions," Fiona confessed, sitting beside him and clutching his arm, "I apologize. From this moment, I'll stand by your side faithfully." As she spoke, she leaned

pushed her away abruptly. "That won't be

blinked in

Kelvin flicked away the ashes from his cigarette, "I'll cater

Material?

support?

was amiss,

night, you suffered; you deserve compensation. Today, let's settle

resolute in his

right; if he felt no affection for Fiona, just

Love was one thing.

Obligation was another.

to be secure, Fiona

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 desired them, he would willingly surrender them to her. After all, she deserved it all. Had it not been for her timely intervention that fateful night,

Fiona protested vehemently, shaking her head in denial. "Mr. Davis, I don't want the house or the money; just let me

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