From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 77 Penelope, Are You Jealous? Kelvin threw her into the passenger seat and personally fastened her seatbelt, "Looking so beautiful today were you planning to seduce someone at the celebration banquet?" "I'm not! Why do you humiliatelike this?" "Isn't that so?" he coldly snorted, "Nathan is abroad, you don't have any wild men around you, so you're eager to find someone new!" With red eyes, Penelope questioned, "Kelvin, you're the one in a relationship with Fiona, I did nothing. And now you're fabricating things and blamingfor dressing up and flirting with men at the celebration? Do you have no conscience?" They locked eyes, and Kelvin had an urge to comfort her, seeing her struggle to hold back tears, but he forced himself to refrain. He experienced a twinge of helplessness, a reminder that even someone as resilient as he could feel this way. Language, he pondered, was remarkably feeble in conveying love but could be piercing in inflicting pain.

Kelvin couldn't control himself; he always used words to hurt her. Deep down, he regretted it, regretted getting drunk and going to see Fiona, but he wouldn't let anyone know of his regrets. He had his pride.

After a while, Kelvin finally spoke, "You are indeed beautiful tonight." This was the much Kelvin was willing to compromise. It was the only gentle thing he could say.

As he spoke, he raised his hand, wanting to tousle her hair, fulfilling what he had just thought about. However, Penelope fiercely turned her head away and said, "Don't touch me!" His face turned cold. He got up, closed the car door, and sat in the driver's seat. During the ride, neither of them spoke. The only sound was the quiet rhythm of their breathing.

Upon returning to The King Manor, the butler immediately noticed the uneasiness between them and silently refrained from interfering.

Penelope went straight to the master bedroom and headed to the bathroom. Just as she was undoing the zipper of her dress, Kelvin kicked the door open. Startled, her hands trembled and the dress fell to the ground.

"Kelvin, you..." He strode over, holding up her chin and kissing her forcefully.

Penelope resisted, hitting his chest with her hands, desperately trying to push him away. But her efforts only resulted in Kelvin kissing her with more force. Was he going crazy over now? "Mm... Mm..." Penelope was pinned against the wall, unable to move at all.

Her hands waved randomly and accidentally turned on the shower above them. The freezing water poured down, drenching them both, and Penelope shivered from the cold.

Seeing this, Kelvin reached over to adjust the water temperature, and it gradually warmed up, thoroughly soaking their bodies. Penelope mustered up scourage and bit him hard.

"You're bitingagain?" Kelvin loosened his grip around her waist, "Penelope, the wound on my shoulder is still there." "I only bit you once, just one scar." she gritted her teeth, "How many scars have you left on my heart! Do you know? You can't see them, and you wouldn't care anyway!" Penelope had lost control of her emotions. She raised her hand and ripped open Kelvin's shirt, exposing the bruise on his shoulder. The mark had scabbed over and had a purplish hue. "You'll complain over this small mark? Pain, what does it matter?" Penelope rubbed the bruise vigorously. "I can't even die! Do you understand the feeling of being forced to the brink of death? You shouldn't have savedand letjump into the lake!" He looked at her silently, the water still pouring down. Penelope's makeup was smudged, and she looked somewhat disheveled, but he felt she looked even more beautiful than before. She looked stunning tonight, but another man saw it first. "Perhaps..." Kelvin thought, he shouldn't have been so arrogant and should have attended the celebration as well.

"Why are you so emotional?" Kelvin asked. "Penelope, are you jealous?" Jealous? This word startled her, and she stared at Kelvin with wide eyes.

"Because I was with Fiona, so you feel resentful," Kelvin's voice was low and hoarse. "You're sad, you're jealous, right?" As Kelvin thought about it, he suddenly felt much better. Because he cared, that she got angry.

Penelope denied without thinking, "No!" "Why can't you admit it?" Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "I don't have any reasons to be jealous of her. You and Fiona are a couple." Kelvin sighed, "Stop arguing, Penelope." She closed her eyes, feeling tired.

He explained patiently, "I didn't intend to sleep with her at this time, it was an accident.

I was drunk, and I don't remember anything." "You don't have to explain it to me." Penelope pushed him away. "You are free, how could I control you?" "I'm telling the truth." "You slept with Fiona, that's also a fact." Kelvin pursed his lips. "I can apologize." He took another step back. This was something Kelvin would never have done before. But now, to appease Penelope's emotions, he made that compromise. The word "apology" simply didn't exist in his vocabulary. Penelope laughed. "Kelvin, don't you find this ridiculous? What have I done to deserve an apology from you?" She turned off the shower and walked out. "No need. I wish you happiness so that I can also escape from this misery soon." Watching her leave, Kelvin angrily punched the wall. Penelope changed into her pajamas, preparing to continue sleeping on the floor.

"Cup." Kelvin ordered.

She didn't say anything and continued to lay out her own blanket. Kelvin picked her up and carried her up.

"Let go of me!" She struggled. "I'm fine sleeping on the floor."

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sforfor O uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! He narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Penelope, don't be arrogant and challenge my patience over and over again just because of indulgence." She stubbornly raised her chin. "I'm not your pet. You pleasewith kind words when you're happy and givea cold shoulder when you're unhappy." Penelope got out of bed and walked out directly. Even if she couldn't sleep, she wouldn't share a bed with him! "Penelope!" "You smell like Fiona, and I can't stand it!" Kelvin caught up with her, his face cold, and carried her back, then called the butler, "Bring sair freshener." In the end, Penelope ended up sleeping next to Kelvin. Every tshe closed her eyes, all she could see was Kelvin and Fiona entangled together. She barely slept at all.

So, when she arrived at the company, Penelope had heavy dark circlesm under her her eyes. Bylan cagain, speaking softly, "Mrs. Davis, Mr.

Davis wants to see you." "I won't go." "This..."

"I'm not in the mood, and I don't have the time," Penelope said without raising her head, focusing on her sketches. "If he wants to see me, he should cto me. Why should I go to him?" Ryan looked hesitant.