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.

make me hate you more," she pleaded, pushing against him weakly, her touch

could push him away, flee,

You do care. You can't bear 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 she wouldn't dare move or struggle if he maintained this

cunning was

utterly powerless, her

to undress her despite

Kelvin, I don't

"You will," he insisted.

their identities unknown to each other, faces concealed, his touch unusually gentle and cautious. The second

with gentleness and

this man only to

whispered intensely, a breath away from her ear. "No matter where you go,

curses, "I hate you, Kelvin. I hate you with every

The next

soothed, kissing away her tears, "I love

closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep. In her

sensed herself being raised into Kelvin's embrace, which jolted

concerned, "Kelvin, your

knowing the doctor's strict instructions not to exert

he gently

to his word, Kelvin, with a physique sculpted by years of gym

too tired to argue, Penelope quickly succumbed to

more.

Kelvin's

he could

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

Penelope awoke again, darkness enveloped

left her feeling numb. She felt unable

yet couldn't accept their intimacy-it

the contact, but her mind vehemently rejected

thought of carrying his

her mouth, Penelope dashed to the bathroom, retching

the hatred from being close with Kelvin causing this?' Penelope

the nausea grew, lasting a good while before