From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 236 How Many Things Have You Done Out of Love forHowever- Dozens of bodyguards cleared the way, with the lead bodyguard holding a black umbrella to shield them, following Kelvin and Penelope closely, completely isolating them from the crowd and the lights.

As a result, the reporters couldn't see their faces at all; they could only catch glimpses of Kelvin's black suit pants and Penelope's white dress, swaying gracefully.

A sharp-eyed person shouted- "Mrs. Davis is holding the Heart of the Ocean!" What? Such a precious crown, and she was just casually holding it in her hand? Not even putting it in a box? Cameras zoomed in on Penelope's hand, capturing those few seconds in a frenzy of shots and close-ups. Penelope walked quickly and then got into the car.

The car windows were tinted, making it impossible to see inside.

The noise and excitement outside finally faded away.

Penelope looked down at the crown in her hand.

Her palm was slightly scratched, but it wasn't bleeding, just a minor injury.

"Here, it's yours," she said.

Penelope handed the crown over, but Kelvin didn't take it.

He spoke slowly, "I told you, if you don't want it, it has no value and can only be thrown away." "Thrown away?" "Yes." "You..." Penelope didn't know what to say to him, "Kelvin, are you nuts?" He suddenly leaned in, trapping her between the car window and his chest.

"Yes, Penelope, I'm crazy, and it's serious." Kelvin's voice was deep and magnetic. "From the moment I realized I loved you, I haven't been normal." His breath and scent enveloped her.

Penelope tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge.

She could only press her hands against his chest. "You're crazy, but I'm not! I've always been very clear-headed, knowing what I want and what I should do!" "Yes, so after you married me, you've been unwavering in protecting the child in your belly and seeking the truth," Kelvin said self-deprecatingly, "I used to think I was the clear-headed one. Now it seems, Penelope, you're clearer than I am." His lips were almost touching her earlobe.

Penelope curled up, trapped in his embrace, unable to move.

The space inside the car was already small, and Kelvin had once been reckless with her in the car.

This made Penelope a little scared.

She was afraid he would lose his mind and do something like that again! "Penelope, I'm willing to be infatuated with you, to clearly see myself lost in you." Kelvin sighed. "But you want to leave, what should I do, how will I live the rest of my life?" Penelope turned her head. "Your world is rich and colorful; you don't need me." "My world is missing a Penelope," Kelvin said.

She pressed harder against his chest. "You keep saying you love me, but how many things have you done out of love for me?" "I have a lifetto prove my love for you." "Do you really love me?" Penelope asked, "When did you fall in love with me?" The car suddenly becincredibly quiet.

His so-called love couldn't pinpoint a specific time.

How could someone who loved another not know what they love about them? How could they not know when they first felt their affection? "I also forgot when I fell in love with you. At first, I didn't want to face it, didn't want to admit it." "Penelope, at that time, I didn't know you were the woman who spent a night withat the hotel. I didn't know you weren't the daughter of my father's killer. Even under those circumstances, I still fell in love with you." "Now, my love for you is even more..." He couldn't find the words to describe or express it.

Not just love, but also heartache, pity, guilt, and self-reproach.

All of Kelvin's many emotions were tied to Penelope alone.

Penelope's muffled voice cfrom his embrace. "But I don't love you." 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! A short sentence, like a sharp knife, stabbed straight into Kelvin's heart. "Penelope," he kept calling her name, "Try to love me, okay? Just lovea little bit; that's all I ask." Just a little bit of her love, and he would be satisfied, asking for nothing more.

The crown lay quietly beside Penelope's hand.

It seemed like it was just a toy casually bought from a jewelry store, not a top-tier jewel worth millions.

The blue gemstone in the center of the crown emitted a faint blue light.

Like the ocean.

Penelope closed her eyes. "Kelvin." "I'm here." "Let's let each other go," she said softly, "You letgo, and let yourself go too." They were still very young.

Kelvin was now in a high position, possessing wealth, but in fact, he wasn't even thirty yet.

His life was just beginning.

What he would encounter in the future, what would happen, all had infinite possibilities.

Why should he be stuck in the entanglement of these two or three short years in their relationship? "Penelope, how can you just letgo like this?" Kelvin replied, "When I misunderstood you, I tortured you, humiliated you, now it's finally your turn to torture me. Don't you want to take revenge on me?" Penelope looked up at him. "Kelvin, hating someone is too exhausting; I don't want to drain my energy." Moreover, hating someone meant remembering him.

She wanted to forget him.

The greatest pain in Penelope's life was brought by Kelvin; she wanted to let go.

However, Kelvin wouldn't let her go.

Kelvin's whole body trembled. "Penelope, you don't even want to continue hating me?"

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sfor om foruninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Yes." Silence surrounded them.

The car had somehow already stopped in the garden of The King Manor; the driver had quietly left.

Leaving the space just for them.

Penelope pushed him, silently but stubbornly making him get up.

After a few seconds of silence, Kelvin sat up straight.

Penelope then got up, accidentally knocking the crown off the seat.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, quickly picking it up, carefully checking if it was damaged.

This was an artifact, a jewel, and as a professional designer, she cherished it Unlike Kelvin, who could just throw En.

it away! "Keep it," Kelvin said, "If you don't, its only destination will be the trash can." He knew too well how to manipulate her, making it impossible for her to refuse!

Penelope knew he always meant what he said; he really would throw it away, which would be an insult to this treasure! "I'll keep it for you temporarily!" Penelope said, "When you cto your senses, I'll give it back to you!" With that, she quickly got out of the car.

The wind was still a bit chilly in the night, Penelope couldn't help but rub her arms.

A jacket, still warm, was draped over her shoulders; Kelvin called out loudly, "Brian." "Mr. Davis." Brian quickly appeared from the darkness.

"Take her back," Kelvin said, "Be careful." "Yes." Penelope looked at him in surprise, but said nothing.

Kelvin easily saw through her thoughts, asking, "Are you a bit disappointed that I didn't ask you to stay at the King Manor?"