From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 257 You Are Always the Culprit Penelope's black clothes made her skin look snow-white, giving her an elegant beauty.

Brandon watched quietly for a few seconds, and his heart began to race.

It felt like he was falling for her.

He quickly looked away, suppressing the emotion.

He pondered, 'How could I be attracted to Penelope? I had a fiancée, Isabella, and our relationship had always been good!' Penelope had no idea what Brandon was thinking. She asked softly, "Mr. Walker, regarding that fake death idea we tossed around, I reckon it's showtime. Kelvin's watch onis tightening, and skipping town alive is getting tougher by the minute.

"Are you ready?" Brandon asked.

She nodded firmly.

"I've already thought of a plan," Brandon tilted his umbrella towards her."I only need you to cooperate fully." "Please go ahead, Mr. Walker." The rain was getting heavier, pounding on the umbrella.

Water splashed at their feet.

Penelope watched Brandon's thin lips move as he explained the entire plan.

"That's about it," Brandon said, "What do you think?" Penelope replied, "With this plan, once I leave, I can never cback." "Are you planning to cback?" "LA is no longer worth staying for," Penelope said, "But my mom is buried here, and my dad is still here. I can't go decades without seeing my dad." "You can leave that to me," Brandon replied, "I'll take care of your dad and arrange for you to meet." "That's very dangerous and easy for Kelvin to discover." If she left, she had to go completely.

If she still harbored any hope of coming back occasionally, it would be easy to waste all their previous efforts.

The rain continued to fall.

"Penelope, your heart is still in LA," Brandon said, looking at her. "Even if you leave, no matter how far you go, your heart will still be here." "Yes, because my dad is still here." Brandon shook his head. "No, I think your feelings for Kelvin are deeper than you realize." Penelope bitterly curled her lips. "Mr. Walker, are you trying to say that I love him?" "Don't you?" Brandon countered.

"Yes," Penelope admitted.

"Then my feeling is correct." "But more than I love him, I hate him," Penelope's eyelashes trembled lightly. "I hate him for misidentifying the culprit and causing my parents' suffering. I hate him for personally aborting my child. I hate him even more for keepingforcibly in the nof love." "Meanwhile, yes, I also love him. I love him for spending a fortune to buythe 'Heart of the Ocean.' I love him for silently enduring and looking ataffection." "Or maybe I don't even know how I fell in love with him." Love is inexplicable.

Kelvin loved her for no reason at all.

When he thought she was the daughter of his enemy, he fell in love with her.

When the hatred was resolved, he loved her even more.

It was a twisted fate.

The rain soaked Penelope's shoes and shoulders.

deep "Mr. Walker," she sighed softly, "let's leave it at that. When you have everything arranged, letknow. I can proceed as planned." "Okay. In the meantime, get srest. I don't want anything to happen to your babies during the escape." Brandon knew what the babies meant to Penelope.

"Once I leave here, I need to go to the hospital." 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! "Okay, take care of yourself." Brandon handed her the umbrella and turned, walking into the rain without hesitation, taking another small path down the mountain.

Only after his figure vanished did Penelope start her descent, the umbrella in her hand still radiating his warmth.

At the foot of the mountain, a black Maybach was quietly parked there.

"Mr. Davis," the driver reported, "Mrs. Davis is coming down." Kelvin, who had been resting with his eyes closed, immediately opened them and got out of the car upon hearing this.

Penelope walked out of the rain, looking very aloof.

She said, "You're still waiting for me." "Yes." "Can you stay away from me?" Kelvin pressed his lips together. "Penelope, what's it gonna take forto prove I didn't harm Grace ?" "You don't need to prove anything. You are always the culprit," she said, "Because two years ago, you stormed into the Cooper family and made my mom witness her family falling apart! She couldn't handle the shock and had a stroke, becoming a vegetative state!" "When she finally woke up from the vegetative state, you withheld the special medicine, delaying her treatment!" "Now, she's critically ill, having missed the best treatment time, and you finally arranged for the top doctors to treat her." "It's too late, Kelvin," Penelope stared at him. Her eyes are full of hate. "Everything you're doing now is too late." He always claimed he could make amends.

But in reality? The damage he caused was already irreparable! No what he did, they could never return their original state! Kelvin's hands hung at his sides, clenching and unclenching, and finally, he reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov L5sforuninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "I understand, Penelope, but I can't let you go." Penelope said softly, "Then letlet you go." Kelvin held her tighter as if trying to merge her into his body.

She didn't struggle or speak, letting him hold her.

It wasn't until Kelvin's grip was so tight that she could hardly breathe that she said, "You're hurting me." Kelvin quickly loosened his grip but still wanted to hold her, looking helpless.

"Penelope." "I need to go to the hospital." Penelope said expressionlessly, "If you delay any longer, do you want to seefaint in front of you again?" She had already made an appointment with Dr. Harry.

In the days since Grace's death, she had been handling her affairs, feeling low and unable to sleep, suffering from severe insomnia.

Although Penelope wanted to be normal, she couldn't control her sadness.

Her two babies had suffered too much with her.

"Okay," Kelvin nodded repeatedly. "I'll take you there now." He held her hand carefully.

She didn't resist.

Kelvin held her hand reassuringly, opened the car door for her, and put away the umbrella.

On one hand, he was relieved she hadn't driven him away and still gave him a chance to take care of her.

But on the other hand, he feared that the calmer she was, the more she was hurting inside. And there was nothing he could do.

"Penelope, you can hit me, scold me, do whatever you want Kelvin turned to look at her profile. "But don't givea cold shoulder."

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Penelope replied, "When I tried to boot you out, did you go? No, clung like a ticket couldn't shake you off, so I let you be. Now you're griping that I'm cold? What do you expect, Kelvin? A warm welcwith a smile?" The driver was so scared he could hardly hold the steering wheel.