From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 159 I Shouldn't Have Replaced Penelope

"Did you?" Kelvin pressed, "After that night, during these days we've spent together, did your heart ever beat for me?"

She said nothing.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as a yes. That you loved me," Kelvin claimed, obstinate

in his ways.

Penelope tugged at the corner of her mouth, forcing a smile uglier than tears. "What does it matter if we love each other? Even if you love me and I love you, can we be together?"

"I want to know your answer," he pressed.

All it would take was for her to say she loved him, and he'd move heaven and earth for her!

Kelvin's gaze looked onto her. "You had feelings for me, Penelope. I don't believe your heart is made of stone, so unyielding. You protect the child so fiercely because of the feelings you developed that night, right?"

"No!" Penelope fervently denied.

"Yes!" Kelvin declared, "You never said it, but I could tell. You've been waiting for the man from that night to appear, to take you away, to give you hope! Now, I am that man from that night!"

Penelope replied, deliberate with every word, "The man I love was the one who was incredibly tender to me that night. The one who whispered promises of marriage in my ear. A responsible gentleman, not the terrifying and selfish Kelvin standing before me now!"

His already battered heart felt the sting of her words once more.

"I hate you, Kelvin. I've said it more than once that I hate you. How could you think I love you?" Penelope scoffed, "It's ridiculous! Who could love an enemy? Someone who has ruined their entire life?"

Saying these words hurt Penelope, too. But she wanted him to hurt more, ten times more than she did. To harm herself a little was to make him suffer greatly.

Penelope turned on her heel and disappeared into the stairwell.

She bit her lower lip hard enough to draw blood, holding back the sobs.

Why... why was it Kelvin that night... Fate can be so cruel. The person she had longed

was Kelvin. The person she

a

chandelier, desolate. The one he should

she was the woman from that night, he had already fallen deeply in love with her. Perhaps that is destiny. Now, his love for her was

wronged Penelope... but the one thing he hadn't done wrong was to marry

his hands, looking at his palms.

there anything more

bright red droplets on the carpet. The stress was too much. He

moment, shocked at

the corner of his

Should we go to the hospital?" the

this up," Kelvin said sternly. "How is Fiona?" "Lying there, silent,"

Manor. Fiona was still

hatred for himself grew as did his hatred for Fiona! This woman

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter

head, "Please... I know I was wrong..." "Can't take

have taken Penelope's place, deceived you, kept

"Fiona, this is just the beginning!" There was more torture waiting

"I was

place, I was wrong... Mr. Davis, please have mercy, spare

just taking Penelope's place?" Kelvin asked,

all over, too afraid to

at this woman, Kelvin truly wished he could flay her skin, extract her flesh, and throw her to

"You knew it was Penelope that night, and you certainly

and beaten up in an alley. Back then, Fiona had one goal, it was

the hospital director faked an illness and demanded a blood donation from Penelope, sneakily hoping to cause

all to try

done so much, always targeting the unborn

the child didn't die," Fiona argued desperately, "In the