From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 185 Kelvin, Don't Touch Me

At this moment, Kelvin was concerned.

"Laughing and laughing," Penelope said, trying to get up, but Kelvin held her waist

firmly.

"I'm not leaving. I'll make a call," she insisted.

"I just want to be with you in peace, undisturbed, enjoying our little world," Kelvin whispered, "I don't want anyone else coming in."

Penelope felt helpless.

She wanted to struggle but was afraid of hurting him.

The two of them looked silently at each other, gazes locked.

Gradually, Kelvin leaned closer, his breath nearing.

Penelope quickly dodged, "Kelvin, you..."

"Penelope, let's... let's have a child," he murmured slowly, his voice husky and sincere.

Penelope felt her heart tighten.

"I will not have another child with you," she said, her voice firm. "Even if it happens by chance, I would not hesitate to have an abortion."

Yet Kelvin shook his head and said, "You wouldn't. You can't let go."

She challenged, "I will!"

He calmly spoke, "You're still not over the child we lost. How could you bear to... Penelope, don't say such angry words."

And with that, Kelvin's lips silenced hers.

As he sat on the plane, he couldn't stop thinking about her. Once they were reunited, he was determined to treasure her in every way imaginable-body and soul. Deep down, Kelvin felt that marriage was the only real testament to possessing her and having her truly exist by his side. And beyond that, he yearned desperately for a child. A baby would anchor Penelope, binding her to him and preventing any thoughts of departure. Little did Kelvin imagine that one day, having a child would become his strategy for keeping Penelope.

Pressing her down onto the couch, he demanded her attention.

"Let go of me, Kelvin... don't touch me, I despise you..." Penelope's voice trembled with fear, resistant yet seemingly bewitched by his nearness.

pleaded, pushing against him weakly, her touch faltering

flee, but she feared harming

to hurt me..." Kelvin interpreted her hesitation as an invitation

heavier, his uninjured right hand propped next to her while his left remained still, deliberately close to her body. He knew

Kelvin's cunning was fully

utterly powerless, her

began to undress her despite

don't want

"You will," he insisted.

been intimate. The first was a night in a hotel, their identities unknown to each other, faces concealed, his touch unusually gentle and cautious. The second was

with gentleness and roughness

married this man only to suffer both emotional turmoil

away from her ear. "No matter where you go,

turned to curses, "I hate you, Kelvin. I hate you

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kissing away her tears, "I

eyes and began

into Kelvin's embrace, which jolted her

concerned, "Kelvin,

the doctor's

one hand," Kelvin murmured as he

a physique sculpted by years of

of strength and too tired to argue, Penelope quickly succumbed to sleep

more.

Kelvin's heart softened

could

that she might hate him, but there was definitely love. Love mingled with

awoke again, darkness

Kelvin tormented her left her feeling

yet couldn't accept

might have relished the contact,

his child

Clutching her mouth, Penelope dashed

the hatred from being

the stronger the nausea grew, lasting a good while