From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 278 If TCould Go Back His hands were so big, and hers were so small; he could completely envelop her.

"Kelvin, have you ever loved anyone before me?" "Never." Penelope looked up at him. "You've never experienced love?" "No," Kelvin replied, "Penelope, my parents divorced when I was a child. My father remarried Lily. My mother left LA and never cback; she didn't contact anyone." This was a scar deep in Kelvin's heart.

About his family, about his home.

"No one taughthow to love, no one toldwhat love is." He gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips. "Every day, I learned a lot of coursework, form the etiquette of high society to social interactions and strategies." "Love? To the Davis family and Davis Group, it's the least important thing. Marriage is just a means of forming powerful alliances to achieve greater benefits." "Since meeting you, I've realized how wonderful an experience love can be in life." James taught him that only success and realizing one's value truly mattered in this world.

Kelvin used to think so too.

But now, he didn't think that way anymore.

Everyone had their own life path; wealth and luxury were one way to live, and simple meals were another.

Having a lover and children, the most ordinary happiness, was actually the hardest to cby! Penelope listened quietly.

Even someone as strong as Kelvin had such a vulnerable and ordinary side, shown only to her.

She tugged at the corner of his suit. "But we can't go back." His Adam's apple bobbed. "Penelope, let's try. How will you know if you never try?" Penelope sat on his lap, her feet swinging, her skin as white as snow, so glaringly white. His hand rested on her knee, contrasting sharply with her skin.

Like a movie scene.

"I tried," Penelope shook her head. "It didn't work." Kelvin frowned. "When did you try?" How could he be so clueless? He was never aware? Penelope raised her hand to gently stroke his brow and eyes, not saying a word.

But a voice in her heart said, 'Kelvin, I tried in my heart, tried to love you, tried to let go of the past, but I couldn't. So, I can only leave you. This will also be our final ending!' "Kelvin, letdance for you," Penelope said softly, "You probably don't know that I can dance." He was surprised, "You've never danced in front of me, I really didn't know." "Yes, my parents forcedto learn for two years. It was too hard and exhausting, so I cried and refused to continue. They felt sorry for me, so they letbe." Saying this, Penelope stood up from his lap.

Despite being rusty from years without dancing and forgetting smoves, she yearned to present her most graceful side to Kelvin.

Let this final moment, this last second, be her in his memory, beautiful and graceful! Penelope stood barefoot on the deck.

With every step she took, her skirt swayed, creating an elegant arc.

Penelope had learned ballet.

Learning ballet was tough; stretching, tiptoeing, and other basic skills could be torturous.

But no matter how tough, it wasn't as exhausting as loving Kelvin.

Penelope looked like a midnight fairy, her long dress fluttering in the wind, her hair cascading down her back, tiptoeing gracefully as she danced.

She was dancing to the Swan Lake.

A very famous ballet.

Kelvin watched quietly.

Seeing her light and graceful figure, he always felt she might just fly away.

She would leave him.

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! Kelvin reached out, wanting to grab her. "Penelope." But Penelope spun around, dodging his hand, looking at him with a bright smile. "Kelvin, are you watchingdance seriously?" "Yes." "Is it beautiful?" "Yes." The dance was beautiful, but she was even more beautiful.

But Kelvin preferred the solid feeling of her in his arms! Penelope's laughter was like silver bells, echoing in the sea breeze. By the end of the dance, she had forgotten what she was supposed to dance, spinning happily, lifting her skirt, so elegant and charming.

"I'm so happy," she said, "Kelvin, we've never been this happy together." She ran freely on the deck, her hair brushing against her cheeks, her long neck forming a graceful curve as she looked up.

"Penelope." Kelvin walked quickly towards her.

He wanted to catch her, to hold her tight, not wanting to keep any distance! Kelvin reached out to encircle her waist.

"What are you doing?" Penelope laughed as she fell into his arms, her hands pressing against his chest. "Don't interrupt my dancing." He answered in a low voice, "I'm afraid others will see." "It's just the two of us here." "People on other yachts will see." There was no cover on the deck, the lights were bright, and she looked so charming and affectionate. Kelvin just wanted to keep it to himself, not let anyone else see! Only he could appreciate it! Penelope's eyes sparkled as she looked at him. "Kelvin, if we could go back in time, could we clear up the misunderstandings earlier?"

Planning your weekend reading? for Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "Yes," he replied.

"But everything is already unchangeable." Penelope, who had been smiling just now, suddenly started to cry.

"Let's just leave it at that."

she site panic deep Her switching between crying and laughing made Kelvin feel a deep sense of panic. Eroix the moment she stepped onto the yacht, he felt that tonight's Penelope was unrealistically beautiful. But she was so real in his arms.

He held her tighter, as if trying to merge her into his bones and blood. opee "Penelope." Kelvin didn't notice that Kelvin his phone, casually placed on the dining table, had lit up. There were several unread messages. After a while, seeing that Kelvin didn't respond, his phone started ringing.

But the sound of the wind and waves drowned out the ringtone.

The screen displayed "Timothy." Timothy was almost frantic! He stood by the sea, holding his phone, dialing Kelvin's number over and over.

"Not replying to messages, not answering calls. Kelvin, what are you doing!" "Pick up! Something big is happening!" "Don't blme for not warning you!" Timothy thought it over and decided he couldn't just stand by and watch.

If he could stop it, he had to try! Without Penelope, Kelvin would go crazy, and Timothy couldn't imagine it! Timothy kept calling while looking at the dozen or so yachts on the sea, searching for Kelvin and Penelope.

But it was dark, and there were many people; he couldn't find them immediately! The more anxious he got, the more flustered he became, his eyes getting blurry as he paced back and forth on the shore.

Kelvin's phone was still unreachable.