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

she despised was also the

could there be such a contradictory person in her

stood alone beneath the chandelier, desolate. The one he should have loved was Penelope. He

knowing she was the woman from that night, he had already fallen deeply in love with

many wrong things, he had wronged Penelope... but the one thing he hadn't done wrong was to marry her. How glad he was that he had

raised his hands, looking at his palms. By his hand, he had killed his only

anything

red droplets on the carpet. The stress

at that moment, shocked at the scene:

wiping the corner of his

doctor? Should we go to the hospital?"

need. Have someone clean this up," Kelvin said sternly. "How is Fiona?" "Lying there, silent," the butler

The King Manor. Fiona was still breathing on

her, his hatred for himself grew as did

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just

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

shouldn't have... shouldn't have taken Penelope's place, deceived you, kept it from you..." Fiona said, acting

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

Fiona said weakly, "I was blinded for a moment,

I was wrong... Mr. Davis, please

just taking Penelope's place?"

over, too afraid

extract her flesh,

a million times, it would be what you deserve!" Kelvin said fiercely, "You knew it was Penelope that

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

an illness and demanded a blood donation from Penelope, sneakily hoping to cause a

pretended miscarriage, all to try and induce a

had done so much, always targeting the unborn

may have done many wrong things, but the child didn't die," Fiona argued desperately, "In the end,