From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 158 As it Turns Out, The One I'm Looking For Is You Upon hearing this, the director had a spark of inspiration, hurriedly saying, "Yes, that's right, you haven't got it wrong, it was all my idea! Mr. Davis, it was I who made Fiona take her place, don't blher, it was all my fault!" Even now, the director clung to the foolish hope that he could save Fiona.

But it was no use.

Kelvin was as cold as ice, "You want to admit your mistakes, I'll accommodate you." "Mr. Davis..." the director's voice trailed off as fear enveloped him.

"Go back to the psychiatric hospital but forget about retaining your title as the director," Kelvin said cruelly, smiling, "You'll stay there as a patient." The director's eyes widened in disbelief! He had been in charge and overseeing the mental hospital for years, angering countless patients within its walls.

If he were to be admitted as a patient himself, he would likely be torn apart alive; his skin peeled off, blood drunk, flesh eaten, and bones gnawed to nothingness. Not a trace of him would be left! "Take him away," Kelvin ordered. "And render his hands and feet useless!" "Yes, Mr. Davis," Kelvin's men responded.

Upon hearing this, the director let out a wretched scream, shivering all over, as urine kept dripping down his pants.

He... he had been so terrified that he wet himself! The bodyguards dragged him out, and as they did, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out completely.

What goes around comes around.

Fiona had been petrified by the sight of her father's downfall, her mouth agape, unable to utter a single word. She stared blankly at Penelope, "How... how did you know all this..." After all, she and her father had never spoken to anyone else about it. How did Mr. Davis and Penelope suddenly cto know these secrets? It was confidential! Penelope responded, "You needn't worry about that, Fiona... Those who practice cruelty will eventually bring about their downfall." Her gaze gently swept over Fiona's ring.

Greed was Fiona's biggest weakness. The wedding ring, initially designed to trample on her dignity and pain, had been extravagantly commissioned for Fiona by Kelvin. In the end, the ring turned out to be a great help to Penelope.

Crawling to Kelvin's feet, Fiona clutched at his trousers, "Mr. Davis, regardless of everything, my feelings for you have always been genuine. I've loved you with all my heart, Mr. Davis..." "Get out!" Kelvin kicked her away with force.

Fiona was sent flying and attempted to crawl back, but the bodyguards held her down.

"Drag her out," Kelvin commanded coldly. "And bring a whip." The bodyguard asked, "How many lashes?" "When she stops screaming, stop. Leave her breathing." He intended to punish this father and daughter slowly, bit by bit.

"No, Mr. Davis, no-" Fiona screamed, her face full of terror, "You can't do this to me!" "Can't I? When you were throwing Penelope down the stairs, did you forget?" Kelvin rebutted.

Fiona locked eyes with Kelvin's emotionless gaze and knew there was no turning back for her.

She had thought she was going to win, had the upper hand, but never anticipated... Penelope would successfully turn the tables on her.

Where had it all gone wrong? Fiona couldn't understand.

The bodyguards were dragging her out as she resisted violently, "No, letgo, Mr. Davis, your heart is so cold..." 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! During the struggle, the ring fell off her finger. Penelope walked over and bent down to pick it up.

"The diamond is truly beautiful..." she reflected, "Radiant and sparkling, such a gorgeous sight. Millions of dollars for a stone like this is the dream of many women." Fiona never imagined she would lose because of a ring. sShe would never have the chance to find out now. Penelope turned and handed the ring to Kelvin, "Here's your item." His hands hung silently at his sides.

"You can give this to your future Mrs. Davis," Penelope said, recalling, "I still remember how much my mother's diamond bracelet was worth at the charity auction..." Suddenly, Kelvin extended his arms and pulled her close. His grip was strong, enveloping her tightly as if trying to fuse her into his being.

"Mrs. Davis... is you," Kelvin whispered into her ear, "It's always been you, and no one else!" The person he had been desperately searching for was Penelope! Not Fiona at all! His deep affection, his love, had been directed at the wrong person! "Penelope, you're the one I've been looking for, the one I want to marry... I told you that night I would marry you, and I keep my promises... It's just that I made a mistake, letting Fiona take your place," Kelvin said, his voice shaking with panic.

There was a sense of urgency in him, a fear of losing his grip on Penelope. He couldn't stand the thought of being without her! "After you ran away, I searched the whole city for you... Everything I gave to Fiona, was all meant for you!" he continued.

Penelope's chin rested on his shoulder as she gazed into the distance, "You're wrong, Kelvin, it was wrong from the start." "Mistakes can be corrected," Kelvin said urgently, "There's still a chance to make things right, isn't there?" he asked tentatively, holding his breath, waiting for her response. Penelope gently shook her head, "It's too late to fix this." 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! "Penelope..." Kelvin held her even tighter, "Don't give up on me." He feared a future without her! He couldn't bear the thought of having just found her only to lose her completely!

"How can I overlook and forget the deep, painful hurt that you had a caused me?" Penelope asked, "Can broken mirror truly be mended? Even if it was glued back together, the cracks remain."

"I can forgive everything you've done to me, Kelvin. But what about the baby? That's a living soul." Penelope remarked, bitterly disappointed. "If you had showna shred of kindness earlier, we wouldn't be at this point today."

Penelope slowly lifted her head to look into his eyes, "I want you to feel remorse, to grieve, and to forever remember that you are the one who tookinto the operating room and took away our child!" "Penelope..." Kelvin could barely utter her name, let alone say more.

If only the child were still here. But sadly, there are no ifs in life.

Penelope raised her hand, her fingertip forcefully pressing against his heart, "You deserve to feel the pain profoundly." Despite her lack of strength, Kelvin's body swayed, nearly losing balance. Penelope placed the ring in his palm. "Keep it." "It was meant for you, Penelope, not Fiona..." Kelvin insisted.

She smiled faintly. "It doesn't matter anymore." Kelvin looked at her. "I know you don't want anything that Fiona has worn. That's okay.

I can make another one for you..." "No need," Penelope interrupted him, "It's meaningless." His voice rose in response. "It is meaningful!" Kelvin tried so hard to mend their fractured relationship. Yet, Penelope never gave him a chance. The ring clattered to the floor and rolled to a stop near the couch. "Penelope, have you ever..." Kelvin's Adam's apple bobbed, "Did you ever love me, even a little?" Her long eyelashes trembled.