From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 211 Save Me, I'm Bleeding!

It seemed like Kelvin's first earnest declaration of "I love you" to her, however, was marred by the circumstances.

"Love or not, what does it matter," Penelope brushed away his hand, "the truth has delivered a heavy blow to you. Take a moment to collect yourself and ponder how to resolve this. I... shall depart for now."

She turned away, walking toward the door without a backward glance.

A faint fragrance lingered in the air, now a piercing reminder of heartbreak. The lingering taste of the candlelit dinner had turned bitter in her mouth.

The grand bed strewn with rose petals was now an untouchable dream...

Just half an hour ago, Kelvin had envisioned moments of shared bliss with her amid those petals.

Yet now, Kelvin stood rooted in place, watching as she walked away, distancing herself from him.

He yearned to hold her back, to stop her, but reason prevailed-such actions were no longer permissible. The more he grasped, the more he slipped through his fingers. The door shut, severing Kelvin's gaze completely. Within, he stood; without, she departed.

Penelope approached the elevator. Smile on her lips soon dissolved into tears. She attempted to wipe them away, only to have more cascade in a relentless stream.

"Dad, Mom, I have finally cleared the name of the Coopers..."

But she was weary.

Returning to the King Manor, the butler met her, casting a glance behind her, saying, "Mrs. Davis, you have returned alone? Where is Mr. Davis?"

Penelope shook her head and replyed, "I do not know."

Perhaps he had gone to the Davis family, needing time to compose himself.

After all, the one who had caused the demise of his father was his brother and stepmother...

Years of hostility had been misplaced in her.

"Mrs. Davis, you seem off," the concerned butler inquired, "What happened?"

"It's... actually good news." she replied.

"Good news?" the butler doubted

Penelope looked at the butler and said, "Yes, the culprits behind Mr. Davis's death, Lily and Anthony, have been exposed. They switched the vial of medicine that caused Mr. Davis's demise yet shifted the blame onto my father!"

Upon hearing this, the butler sighed heavily, clasping his hands together, "May him rest in peace..."

been torment for

and standing, his words held no

said, "I could not be of

I do not blame you. You have done nothing wrong. The swift exposure of Anthony's mother-son duo was

her eyes, saying, "I

"Of course, Mrs. Davis."

chamber, Penelope drifted off to sleep almost

the window-a darkness that refused to yield

track of time, feeling a warm slowly

her period

subconscious broached the

few seconds later, she abruptly

woman did

saw a crimson stain on the sheets.

horror, her

to the hospital. But her legs gave way,

enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively

her two

dialing Dr. Stephen's number, "It's me,

Mrs. Davis." he

"I'm

Stephen's tone grew urgent, "Mrs. Davis, lie down immediately and

ambulance

I go to the hospital, my pregnancy

clutched the phone tightly,

pain radiated from her abdomen, the blood flow

consumed by

were gradually slipping away

moment," Dr. Stephen said, "Lie still, and

"Alright."

seemed to be the

move, as faint rays of light seeped in through the

abdomen, "Babies, do not leave, do not abandon your mother... Soon, we will leave, beginning a life of freedom.

her lip, awaiting

of hurried

Someone had arrived!

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