From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 82 Fiona is Pregnant He snuffed out his cigarette with a heavy press. The master bedroom was silent as the grave. After a long pause, Kelvin spoke, "Certain? No regrets?" "Certain. No regrets." "Good." He cracked a slight smile. "Penelope, you'll pay a price for this." Clarity returned to Kelvin's eyes, along with his rationality. He had wanted to indulge just once, to set aside his hatred and everything else, to be with Penelope properly. But... she was ungrateful as always! He strode past her, stirring a breeze that lifted her loose hair as he went. The moment the door shut, Penelope seemed to lose all her strength and slowly slid down against the wall to sit on the floor.

Once again, she had chosen her child.

"Mom and Dad, it's not that I don't choose you, but I believe there will be a day when the truth comes out. Then, we can be reunited as a family. Even if Kelvin releases you now, you're still branded with guilt." "Finding out the truth and clearing your names is what I'm striving for. And I firmly believe that justice will cone day." "And the child... I can only do my best to protect him first. He's too fragile; he only has me." Penelope hugged her knees, gazing out at the boundless moonlight.

The child had her, her parents were waiting for her rescue, but... who did she have? Only herself.

A lone battle.

It was a difficult and long road, but she clenched her teeth and was determined to continue.

That night, Kelvin did not appear again. Penelope slept on the floor, which felt more solid than the luxurious bed beside her. Kelvin's kindness was beyond her reach.

The next day, when she went downstairs, the servants were unusually quiet, treading lightly as they worked. Nenirsac tac titlen teach unfitter untiming cache, versareny sippning, hirconfée, Threxpression unchanged, calm as still water.

He seemed no different than usual, but Penelope could feel the coldness emanating from him. It reminded her of the Kelvin she had first met aloof, his gaze empty, looking down from on high.

And now, he had reverted to that state, and the distance between them had grown once again.

"Mrs. Davis," the butler said, "would you like milk or coffee for breakfast?" "Coffee. Thank you." Penelope pulled out a chair and sat down without a word. Kelvin acted as if he didn't see her.

Last night, his heart had briefly softened for her, but now... it was as hard as iron! Penelope was utterly unworthy! The heavy, quiet atmosphere persisted until the arrival of the dean broke it.

"Mr. Davis," the dean rushed into the dining room, "I've been looking for you!" Kelvin turned his head, "What is it?" The dean hesitated, glancing at Penelope.

"Speak," Kelvin said, "straight to the point." "Alright, Mr. Davis. Actually... I have sgood news for you." Kelvin looked uninterested, asking casually, "What good news?" "Fiona is pregnant!" the dean exclaimed happily. "Last night she suddenly felt unwell, abdominal pain, and didn't want to alarm you, so she askedto accompany her to the hospital. And the doctor said she's pregnant!" Fiona... pregnant? Hearing this news, Penelope's mind went blank.

But it was to be expected.

The instance she had walked in on was probably just a routine day for Kelvin and Fiona.

Privately, they were even more intimate and affectionate.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! The difference between people is so vast, Penelope thought. The child she was carrying suffered hardships, and just to live smoothly, she had to make great efforts.

And Fiona's child...

From the start, born into a wealthy family.

"...She's pregnant?" Kelvin's expression changed at the news.

This was unexpected.

But Fiona was indeed his woman.

That night, he hadn't taken any precautions.

The dean nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, Fiona is still in the ward now. The doctor says she's weak and needs to be hospitalized for a while. Once the fetus is stable, she can be discharged." The dean observed Kelvin's expression while speaking.

He sneakily glanced at Penelope's stomach, feeling both jealous and envious.

If only it had been Fiona that night, carrying the Davis family bloodline, her life would be set! "Mr. Davis, Fiona didn't wantto tell you, afraid that you'd worry," the dean wrung his hands, "but I thought such a big matter... I should inform you. Ah, Fiona is just too considerate." Penelope felt like rolling her eyes.

Considerate? That word didn't seem to fit Fiona at all! Kelvin stood up to leave, "I'll go see her." "Great, great, she'll be so happy to see you!" the dean followed him out cheerfully.

Penelope looked down at her breakfast, finding it tasteless, unable to eat a bite.

But thinking of the child in her stomach, she picked up the fork.

Just then, Kelvin's footsteps suddenly halted.

The dean puzzled, "Mr. Davis, what... what's wrong?" "Penelope," his gaze fixed firmly on her, "cwith me." Penelope pointed to herself, "Me? I..." But Kelvin had no patience to listen to her speak and had already left The King Manor.

She had no choice; he always had the final say, and she had to comply.

At the hospital, in the ward.

This was a play the dean and Fiona had already rehearsed, so when Kelvin Fionaed the door and entered, acted very surprised and delighted, "Mr. Davis? Why are you here!"

Then, she looked reproachfully at the dean, "Dad, I told you, Mr. Davis is busy with work, you shouldn't bother him with such small things." "Fiona, how can pregnancy be a small matter."

Fiona spoke with self-reproach, "I didn't pay attention to my own body, I didn't even know I was pregnant! ow I was Luckily, haven't been taking any medicine or had any falls recently, which allowed the child to stay safe in my belly." "Plus we just..." Fiona's cheeks reddened, "fortunately, we didn't harm the child, it's really lucky, otherwise I would blmyself to death." She touched her flat belly, looking helpless and aggrieved at Kelvin.

Such a look would soften any man's heart.

Kelvin approached the bedside, his gaze complex.

He hadn't expected... Fiona would carry his child, it was entirely beyond his anticipation.

But that night, indeed, he hadn't taken any precautions.