From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 195 No Love, Just Loathing

"Of course, Mrs. Davis," the servant said.

Penelope then turned back to Anthony, and advised, "Keep it together, and you might just coast through life as a trust fund kid."

Anthony sure hit the jackpot, free from financial worries.

As long as he doesn't screw up, his life would be smoother than 99% of the people out there.

The bodyguards quickly stepped forward, dragging Lily and Anthony away.

"Let go of me I'm the youngest son of the Davis family!" Anthony protested.

"I can walk on my own; how dare you lay hands on me!" Anthony yelled.

No matter how Anthony shouted, the bodyguards remorselessly pulled him away. Penelope frowned and stood on the ground.

Now, more than ever, she was convinced that Mr. Davis's death had something to do with Lily and her son!

The panic in their expressions, the guilt-they'd forgotten to hide it, and it was all laid bare for the world to see!

Anthony, especially, couldn't even bear to look at the portrait of Mr. Davis.

As Penelope was pondering, an arm snaked around her waist.

The scent of cologne enveloped her, and she found herself in Kelvin's embrace.

"Penelope, just now..." he whispered in her ear, "the way you stood up for me I won't forget it."

Standing before him, defending him from Lily and her son, every word she spoke about his predicament, arguing on his behalf...

For Kelvin, what more could he ask for in a wife?

No matter how harsh her words were, she still held a place for him in her heart.

"I... I wasn't defending you," Penelope retorted, "I just can't stand them, that's all." She was also doing it for herself, to uncover the truth.

Kelvin's arms tightened, "Penelope, when will you face your feelings, our feelings?" After many detours, it had taken him a long time to confront the truth about their marriage, and he didn't want Penelope to go through the same.

But the way things looked, she seemed to be in for an even longer journey.

"There's no love between us-only hate," Penelope declared, "Lily made it quite clear: we share a vendetta!"

"If there were no vendetta, would you love me?" he probed.

"I..." Penelope found herself at a loss for words.

She had always known that her father hadn't killed Mr. Davis.

in her heart, there really was no blood feud with Kelvin - she was

was none the

hatred steeped in patricide, he declared his love for her as if to defy the

Penelope sighed heavily

get it. The child's death torments you. Penelope, tell me what I

her head. "Nothing can be

and walked towards the mansion,

there watching her recede, unable

could stand up to anyone, even go against his Grandfather, but he couldn't bring

her too many times. Now, he had to

scar was made by

his former self was truly

Jack appeared silently

spoke, "Where she is, you are; where she isn't... you

"Affirmative," Jack confirmed.

away while Jack quickly melted into the

it empty; there were no signs of her

Where's Penelope?

Davis," the butler informed, "Mrs. Davis said she'll sleep in the guest room from now on. Moreover, she's

grew stern, and he extended a hand. "Give me

weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5s.com for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available

butler presented it

off the lights

could not get in-he wouldn't resort to drilling

enjoying a room all to herself

until the

a familiar, faint,

pillow and blanket carry this

was unmistakably

and bolted

confirmed she was

had gone to sleep

teeth. "I demand

door opened as Kelvin, tying his tie, stepped out and responded nonchalantly,

with me! How did I end up in your room?"

replied, "This is also your

"Cut the crap. Just answer

poker face, and said, "I have no

was puzzled. "What do

you suggesting you waltzed in

firmly.

a

room, and I respected that. But somehow, in the middle of the night, you sauntered over here, flung the covers back, and laid down