From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 741 Helpwith Two Things She was both amused and exasperated.

If she had known he was driving just for this "reward," she would have preferred to take a cab! Before she got out of the car, Kelvin reminded her, "If anything happens, callanytime. Don't try to handle it all by yourself." "Got it." "And don't let yourself be mistreated," Kelvin said. "I can't bear to see you suffer, and no one else should have the right to make you suffer either!" Penelope nodded.

With his words, her heart was filled with strength and courage.

A good partner could really alleviate much of life's hardships.

As she approached the hospital room, Penelope heard Debra's angry voice from inside.

"Why are you so useless? Not only did you fail to save our daughter, but now you're lying here, expectingto take care of you!" "If it weren't for Mr. Walker's kindness, we'd be sleeping on the streets right now! Do you know how expensive these imported medicines are?" "Oh, Brent, what bad luck did I have in my past life to end up with you in this one, without a nor status, and now this? Here, take your medicine!" Then cthe sound of a porcelain bowl shattering.

Debra screamed, "What are you doing? Now you're throwing things and losing your temper at me? Brent, get it straight, I'm the only one here for you. If you driveaway, who do you think will take care of you?" "Look at this mess! The medicine is spilled all over the place, on the bed, and on your clothes. I have to clean all of this up!" "You're in a regular hospital room, not a VIP suite! What are you getting mad about? Do you think you're still living the high life?" Penelope frowned as she listened and then pushed the door open.

Brent and Debra both looked at her simultaneously.

"Penelope?" Brent managed a slight smile, "It's you. You're here." Debra said, "The big shot is here. What a rare occasion!" Penelope ignored Debra's sarcastic tone and picked up a broom from the corner to clean up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.

Debra was surprised.

She had always thought Penelope was a pampered rich lady who wouldn't do such menial tasks.

But Penelope was quick and skilled, cleaning up in no time.

Then, Penelope took out stissues and wiped the stains off Brent's clothes. "Debra was the one you chose from among so many women when you were young. Now, she says a few words to you, and you can't handle it?" "I didn't mean to break the bowl," Brent explained. "She handedthe medicine, and I couldn't hold it steady. It slipped from my hand." So that was what happened.

"I don't have the right to lose my temper," Brent said. "Look atnow." He sighed and shook his head.

Penelope looked at Debra, "Is there any more medicine? Bring another bowl." "This was just brewed. It's not like I can just grab another one," Debra replied. "I have to brew it again! Do you know how hot and stuffy the medicine room is, and how bad it smells?" Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Debra was already annoyed just thinking about it! She had never done such work in her entire life! When she was younger, Brent adored her, gave her credit cards to spend, and bought her whatever she wanted. She lived alone in a high-end riverside apartment with maids, living a carefree life.

And now? In this hospital room, she was experiencing what hardship really meant! "Thank you for your hard work," Brent said. "Debra, it's my fault. Now, you're the only one by my side. Even though you complain, you haven't left me, and I'm already very grateful." Debra didn't respond.

She had thought Brent would be fed up with her attitude by now, but it turned out he felt this way.

She was a bit surprised! Penelope said, "How do you know she won't leave you?" Debra was probably already planning it! She was just waiting to get the last bit of money from Brent and then run off! "Leaving would be the right thing to do, the human thing to do," Brent replied. "Our relationship was immoral and condemned from the start. What loyalty could there be? In my current state, what is there for her to cling to?" "You see things clearly." Brent sighed, "At my age, after experiencing so much, I'm no longer young and naive. There's not much loyalty in this world; everyone is out for their own interests. I sought Debra's tenderness, and she sought my power and wealth." "Now, I have no money, and she's no longer tender. That's human nature, and I see it clearly. So, I don't blher; I just regret never truly having the ability to do what I wanted." Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now!

"Once I left your mom," Brent shook his head repeatedly, "I was nothing. Everything I had was built on hem was built support Once she took it away, I lost everything." Penelope asked, "Do you regret it? If you had another chance, would you still choose to be with Debra and have Isabella?" Brent was silent for a long time.

"Of course he regrets it! He wouldn't chooseagain!" Debra interjected. "He regrets it so much. It's all Isabella's fault that he's in this state. He's eager to please you now, hoping for a better life!" Brent still didn't speak.

Debra's attitude was expected, but since she hadn't left yet, they would just get by for now.

It was better than everyone leaving him; at least Debra was still there.

"Let's not talk about this," Brent waved his hand. "Penelope, I know you don't want ant to hear it. You hate that betrayed your mom and had Isabella. I called you here today for something else." Penelope stood by the bed, "Oh, go ahead." "The doctor has scheduled the surgery for next week. If the stent is placed successfully, I should be able to leave the hospital soon." "It will go well. I told you, don't scare yourself." "Hopefully," Brent nodded. "If I don't make it off the operating table, I have two requests. Can you helpwith them?" Penelope felt an indescribable sadness.

She hated Brent, but when it cto death, she instinctively resisted the idea.

Before she could respond, Brent continued, "First, buryin the Cemetery. Don't bu Mitchell family cemetery.

burytoo far away. Second, give Debra smoney so she can leave LA and start a new life somewhere else."