From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 736 Sam Must Be in This Painting To avoid his words sounding too harsh and making Lucy upset, he had to be careful not to make it obvious that he didn't like Sam! Lucy replied, "Dad, Sam is supposed to be in this spot. I asked Mom, and she agreed to put him here." Penelope agreed too? Kelvin looked at Penelope.

"Yes," Penelope responded, "Kelvin, I have something to say..." "You all are too indulgent and fond of Sam. But I think this is a matter of principle. A family of three is a family of three; we can't add an outsider." Penelope's words were constantly interrupted by him.

She couldn't finish her sentence! She had thought that Kelvin might have guessed something from the painting.

After all, it was so obvious.

A family of four: dad, mom, and two kids! She didn't expect Kelvin to just think that she and Lucy liked Sam so much that they included him in the painting.

Who would randomly add a stranger to a family portrait? No matter how much one liked someone, it wouldn't be like this! Where was Kelvin's intelligence? Why was it missing now? Where did it go? Penelope held her forehead and sighed deeply.

She thought this was a good opportunity to explain, but it turned out she was overthinking it! "What's wrong?" Kelvin saw her dejected look, "Are you tired?" Penelope weakly responded, "Yes. I'm very tired." "You go rest, I'll take care of Lucy." Penelope looked at him and decided to try again; she couldn't give up just like that.

"Kelvin," she picked up Lucy's painting and held it in front of him, "Don't you think there's something wrong with this painting?" "Other than Sam not supposed to be there, everything else is fine." "Well, I'm telling you now, Sam is supposed to be there." Kelvin replied, "If you and Lucy insist on adding him, I can't do anything about it." After all, one was his wife, and the other was his daughter.

He could only acquiesce; he couldn't argue with them.

"No, Kelvin, what I mean is, Sam must be in this painting, occupying this spot, standing next to Lucy, between the two of us. Do you understand?" "I understand. Penelope, do you really like boys?" "Huh?" Kelvin's gaze was deep, "We can have another child. There's a fifty percent chance it will be a boy." Penelope was speechless.

Alright. She gave up explaining.

Kelvin and her thoughts were not on the swavelength at all.

This time, there was no way to explain it! "I'm going to take a shower." Penelope stood up, "You take care of Lucy, help her wash up and go to bed, and tell her a story." She handed everything over to Kelvin and walked towards the master bedroom with her head down.

Kelvin watched her back, frowning slightly.

Penelope seemed strange, listless, what was going on? He looked at the drawing paper on the table, with her half-finished design draft. Was it because she was overworked and exhausted? Then tomorrow, he would talk to Timothy and ask him to give her less work.

There were plenty of designers in the jewelry department; there were enough people to draw design drafts.

"Lucy." Kelvin pulled out a chair and sat down, "Has your mom been with you all night?" Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñel5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! "Yes, she was drawing her draft, and I was drawing my picture." "Did you notice anything strange about her?" Lucy shook her head, "No, Dad, you're the one acting strange." Kelvin was taken aback, "I'm strange?" "Dad, look." Lucy pointed at the person in the painting, "This is Sam. He has to stand here; he can't be drawn anywhere else." Seeing Kelvin frown even more, Lucy also shook her head and sighed repeatedly.

Forget it, Kelvin suddenly becso dumb, there was no way to communicate.

No wonder Penelope had given up and left.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask the housekeeper to frthis painting and put it by my bedside." Lucy carefully put the painting away, "That way, I can see it every day!" Kelvin still didn't understand, he couldn't get it.

All he could think about now was having another child! He said, "Lucy, if I and your mom plan to have another child, and you beca big sister, would you mind?" "I don't mind." Lucy said, "If you want to have one, have one. If not, don't. It's your right; you don't need to ask my opinion. I support you both." But, if she had Sam and then another brother or sister, wouldn't there be too many kids in the house and too noisy? Kelvin picked her up and pinched her nose, "Lucy, you're so understanding." He really wanted to have another child, he dreamed of it.

As long as Penelope was willing to have more, he could afford to raise them.

Children were angels, the continuation of his and Penelope's love. Unfortunately, this was just Kelvin's one-sided thought.

She probably wouldn't want more kids.

Up to today, Kelvin couldn't understand what Penelope was thinking.

He had always firmly believed that the person she loved was Brandon, that ther heart leaned towards Brandon.

However, during this Isabella incident, Penelope had always stood by his side on the sfront, repeatedly rejecting Brandon, unwavering. Kelvin couldn't help but think, maybe she still had feelings for him? Her feelings for him weren't out of charity, care, or because he was the father of her child? Had he misunderstood her feelings? "Dad." Lucy covered her mouth and yawned, "I'm sleepy." "Alright, tfor bed." After taking care of Lucy and putting her to bed, Kelvin returned to the master bedroom.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Penelope standing by the window.

She was wearing a silk nightgown, her hair half-dry, hanging behind her, with the wind gently lifting a few strands. She was on the phone.

The master bedroom was very quiet, and Kelvin could faintly hear the voice on Penelope's phone.

Although he couldn't make out what was being said, he recognized the voice as Brent's.

Kelvin walked lightly to her side.

He raised his hand to wrap around her shoulders, letting her lean into his embrace.

Penelope still maintained her posture of talking on the phone.

"I'm going to have heart surgery, a stent." Brent's voice was weak and feeble, "Penelope, won't you csee me?" "I know you're listening, why won't you answer me? Do you hatethat much? After all, I'm your father." "Surgery has risks, I don't know if I'll make it off the operating table." "If something happens to me..." Penelope gripped her phone tightly.

However, Kelvin reached out to take it away.

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