From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 239 You Can Lift Me to the Heavens or Cast Me into Hell

"Some even suggested that I should start a course to teach women how to change their lives through men."

Penelope had seen all these comments.

She thought she could brush it off, but to her surprise, she had subconsciously stored it all in her memory, and now, at this very moment, she was pouring it all out in a rant to Kelvin!

"Penelope," Kelvin's voice lowered, "Open the door first, and I'll explain everything to you."

"I don't want to see you."

"Sweetheart."

"My name is Penelope," she emphasized, "don't give me such intimate nicknames."

Because every time Kelvin called her like that, she would feel a shiver in her heart. It resembled the soft murmurs of lovers.

"The online comments will disappear. I'll make they all erased. These people are just jealous of you," Kelvin said. "Once this storm blows over in a few days, all they will remember is that you are my wife. In this lifetime, I will only take you as my wife." "It doesn't matter anymore. Actually, Kelvin, don't you think they are right?"

He insisted, "Don't pay attention to these comments, Penelope."

However Penelope continued, "Some people analyzed that you treat me so well, first to fill your inner guilt, and second, because you can lift me to the heavens today and cast me into hell tomorrow."

"The higher you lift someone, the harder they fall. The best way to destroy someone is to give them the most wonderful things in the world and then take them all away, leaving nothing behind."

"Some people online also said that I should remain rational and not be swayed by the false prosperity in front of me. Today you can spend 600 million dollars to buy me a crown; tomorrow you can lavish the same affection on another woman. Ultimately, a woman must rely on herself."

"Kelvin, I think these words make a lot of sense. The onlookers see things so clearly; let us not deceive ourselves as the individuals under discussion."

Kelvin subtly tapped on the door. "Penelope, I haven't deceived you."

He liked her, loved her, with all his heart.

Sincerely, without any pretence.

"We can't go on like this, you have to face reality," Penelope said. "Even if we don't have a vendetta, the harm you've done to me will remain. Besides, are you so quick to forget that innocent child who died?"

Outside the door.

Kelvin's hand came down slowly.

Every time Penelope mentioned the child, it was like she was cutting into his bloody wound again.

was riddled with holes and could

Kelvin's eternal

table, he never thought that

much." Penelope lowered her head and looked at the lock on the door, "But every time you say you love me, I come back to these things. Can't let

no sound

Only silence.

Kelvin had left, she heard his hoarse voice, "Penelope, if that child were still here; would you forgive me?"

in the

no second chances in this

the crown." Penelope sighed, "It's useless for me to keep it. What if I lose

it. If you don't want it, it's just a

saying that, the footsteps outside the door gradually

old staircase echoed with the sound until it

walked to the

below. As Kelvin neared

struck him and

to look up suddenly. She quickly stepped back, but

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eyes met Kelvin's

biting her lower lip in frustration. She thought, 'Why did he have

gone; there's no need for me to take

Downstairs.

the window, watching the

yet she

will it take for me to win you back, to have you again?' he pondered. Kelvin got into the car and drove

he pulled out of the alley, another black Mercedes

two cars passed each other on opposite sides

feeling slightly down for not seeing Penelope, didn't notice the car

that car,

"Kelvin?"

Walker, that was Mr. Davis," the driver said. "Would

"No, keep going."

at

never been to this kind

was half-leaning on the sofa,

doorbell