From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 127 The Confrontation with Kelvin As soon as the meeting had concluded, Monica, who had been anxiously waiting outside, burst into the room. The sudden intrusion startled Timothy, making him jump. "What's going on? You nearly gavea heart attack," he exclaimed.

"Did Mr. Davis not show up at the office today?" Monica asked, her voice edged with worry.

"Yes, he didn't. But why are you keeping tabs on him?" Timothy replied, puzzled.

Frustration crept into Monica's voice as she stomped her foot. "Penelope didn't show up either! Their simultaneous disappearance is too suspicious. Something must be wrong!" "What?" Timothy asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.

Monica was on the brink of tears, her voice trembling. "What do I do, what do I do? This is too unusual. I'm so worried about Penelope. Timothy, can you please find out what's going on?" Under normal circumstances, Monica and Timothy were like oil and water, always at odds. But when the situation called for it, they could stand together. Especially when a woman's tears were involved, which were like kryptonite to a man.

Monica, usually carefree and lighthearted, was now desperate with worry, her eyes rimmed red-it was enough to soften Timothy's heart even further. "Of course, of course, don't cry. We can handle this," he reassured her.

"But it must be something serious! I can feel it! A woman's intuition!" Monica insisted.

While comforting her, Timothy dialed the number for The King Estate. The housekeeper relayed the whole situation, leaving even Timothy stunned. "Hospital? Abortion?" he echoed in disbelief.

Monica staggered, almost losing her balance. Timothy caught her arm just in time. "Careful," he warned. "Oh God, my godson..." Monica muttered before pivoting and dashing outside, shouting, "I'm going to kill Kelvin!" "Monica! Minnie!" Timothy called after her, hurrying to catch up.

Outside the hospital ward, Monica charged in like a woman possessed, only to be halted by the bodyguard. "Sorry, without Mr. Davis's permission, no one can enter," he stated firmly.

"Move it! Kelvin!" Monica's voice cut through the air like a knife. "You scumbag, get out here!" Timothy rushed to cover her mouth, whispering urgently, "You can't just curse... That's Kelvin." Monica dodged, her muffled words still escaping. "Mmph... I'm cursing... mmph Kelvin!" "Shh... shh... shh, getting hot-headed won't help," Timothy tried to calm her.

"A life's at stake! How can I not be hasty!" Monica retorted.

"Making a scene isn't going to solve anything," Timothy reasoned, attempting to soothe her. "Givea moment to think... don't panic." Monica shook him off, her voice determined. "By the tyou cup with something, it'll be too late. I need to see Penelope now!" Their commotion finally drew Kelvin out. He closed the ward door and strode over, his demeanor cold. "What's the racket?" he demanded.

"Look who's emerged from hiding," Monica retorted, her voice filled with scorn.

"Where's Penelope! And the baby! How are they?" Kelvin's face was impassive, devoid of emotion. "That's none of your concern." "Why the hell not?" Monica shot back.

"Watch your tone, Monica!" Kelvin warned.

Monica was seething. "I know my place! I am Penelope's friend, her child's godmother, and an employee at the Davis Group! Fireif it irks you that much - big deal!" "You think I won't fire you?" Kelvin challenged.

"Do it then! Who's afraid!" Monica retorted defiantly.

Seeing the situation escalate, Timothy stepped in between them. "Alright, alright, let's calm down for my sake, okay?" "What respect do you deserve?" Monica and Kelvin chorused in unison.

Timothy fell silent for a moment. The role of a peacemaker was indeed a tough one.

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! Attempting to divert the conversation, Timothy turned to Kelvin. "Kelvin, you didn't cto the office today because Penelope..." "She just had an abortion. She's weak and I'm staying with her," Kelvin revealed bluntly.

"It was you! You forced her!" Monica accused, her voice rising. "Penelope loved that baby, how could she agree to an abortion!" "I forced her," Kelvin admitted openly. "So what?" "You monster..." Monica's outburst was muffled again by Timothy's hand.

"Take her away," Kelvin ordered grimly. "Timothy, if this happens again, you won't be able to save her either." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Monica muttering a string of muffled expletives. Her words were unclear but undoubtedly harsh. She unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks towards Kelvin's retreating figure, and it took quite a bit of effort for Timothy to pull her away from the confrontation.

"Timothy! Whose side are you on?" Monica demanded, shaking off his hold at the hospital entrance. "Look at what Kelvin did. That's not human behavior; it's worse than an animal!" "What's done is done; yelling at him won't help," Timothy responded calmly.

"How can you say it's useless? He's done things that are downright despicable. He deserves every word of scorn!" Monica argued.

Timothy cautioned her, "It'll end up hurting you too." "I can't worry about that now!" Monica's eyes reddened again. "When Penelope wakes up and finds out she's lost the baby, how heartbroken she's going to be... and she has nobody by her side." As she spoke, her tears began to fall for real. No one knew better than Monica how much Penelope had suffered. Even now, Monica couldn't accept it... the baby was really gone.

"Timothy," she said, blinking away tears, her eyes misty. "Are we in snightmare? Penelope just felt a bit ill, she didn't have an abortion. Kelvin can't be that cruel, can he?"

Timothy, looking at her distraught state, found himself unable to m answer, It seemed that Kelvin had crossed every line, doing the unthinkable. Monica covered her face, wanting to cry but not in front of Timothy.

"Let's try to look on the bright side," Timothy handed her a tissue, "Don't be too pessimistic." Monica declined.

With no other choice, Timothy gently wiped away her tears. "Stop crying.

Even if it's the worst case scenario, e what you need to do is stay calm and think about how you can truly help Penelope. Cursing Kelvin only lets off steam and serves no other purpose." "It feels good to let off steam!" Monica retorted.

"But think about it, if you leave the Davis Group, won't Penelope feel even more isolated at the company?" Timothy reasoned.

Monica caught on, "Right..."

"And," Timothy continued, "if you burn bridges with Kelvin, Penelope will end up having to protect you. Isn't that just adding to her burdens?" He had a point.

Monica was persuaded, slowly calming down, the tears subsiding.

"So, what do we do now?" she asked. "Timothy, apart from you, I don't know who else to turn to." This admission fed Timothy's protective instincts as a man. It filled him with a sense of being needed.

"We wait," Timothy said. "Let's just wait and see." Monica nodded, "Okay." "I'll let you know if there's any progress or any issues, and I'll figure something out for you," Timothy promised, looking at her intently. "Trust me." "I do trust you!" she affirmed.

"Alright, let's head back to the office."