From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

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Chapter 97: No Saving Grace Kelvin's eyes narrowed. "Butler!" "Mr. Davis," the butlerrushed in, drenched in sweat, "It's bad. Mrs. Davis is bleeding heavily. She's been rushed to emergency care!" "She's bleeding too?" "Yes, she was conscious in the ambulance, murmuring about the child, but she passed out upon arrival at the hospital," the butler sighed heavily.

The director's heart skipped a beat, then he felt a twisted sense of joy.

Fiona had played her cards well, cleverly miscarrying and now Penelope's child was at risk too. Perfect.

Yet he masked his elation, feigning indignation, "She deserves this! It's instant karma... She tried to harm Fiona's unborn child and look where it got her!" The butler interjected, "Director, we shouldn't jump to conclusions. It's not appropriate to say that now." "What's appropriate or not? Mr. Davis himself said Penelope caused Fiona's miscarriage!" "Mr. Davis, this..." Kelvin was already striding toward the adjacent OR, determined to confront Penelope.

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She'd caused her own downfall this time, and he would not save her. After her leap into the lake, he'd been lenient once; there would be no second time.

"Mr. Davis, Mr. Davis, you can't just barge into the OR, Mr. Davis..." The nurses couldn't stop him. He pushed through the crowd and entered the OR where doctors were prepping for surgery.

Penelope lay on the table, the clamor around her piercing the haze of her _consciousness.

With the last of her strength, she opened her eyes to see Kelvin. Was this reality or a dream? "Kelvin... Kelvin..." "It's me," he stood beside her, "Penelope, are you aware of what just happened?" "My child..." she whispered weakly, "Save my child..." She tried to tug at his sleeve, to plead, but her arms wouldn't move.

"I saved him once, but not again," Kelvin's gaze was icy, "You've reaped what you sowed, Penelope. You've killed your own child!" She shook her head, "No, that's not..." "I don't need to lift a finger now, savingthe trouble," he scoffed, "Don't delude yourself into expecting miracles." Penelope's eyes widened, "Kelvin, what are you... what are you doing..." He leaned in, his lips nearly touching hers, "I won't save this child. There'll be no surgery for you." Her pupils widened, her face a mask of despair.

Her bleeding wasn't as severe as Fiona's. On the ambulance ride, she'd clung to a sliver of hope the doctors gave her. Now, Kelvin was snuffing it out.

"Kelvin, you can't do this," Penelope protested, "The child is innocent. Don't let our grudge harm the child!" "Do you think your child is innocent, but Fiona's wasn't?" "She..." Kelvin's gaze cut into her as he lifted her chin, "Fiona's child is gone. The doctor just confirmed it. So why should your child be safe and sound?" His touch was colder than the operating table, sending a chill through Penelope. "Her child's death has nothing to do with me..." Penelope's eyes brimmed with tears, "I didn't mean to harm her, I did nothing, it was her..." "Are you saying she harmed her own child?" Kelvin's words were like a blade. Penelope's mind went blank. The child was a pawn, Fiona should have been protective. But in the fall, Fiona could have stayed away, yet she chose to reach out to Penelope.

Fiona wasn't that kind-hearted. Impossible! Penelope's thoughts were tangled, "I don't know what she wanted, but I never thought to kill her child, never." "But her child is dead, by your hands!" "I fell too, Kelvin. Would I risk my own child's life to harm Fiona?" Kelvin's laughter was cold as ice.

"Your bastard child is worthless. Trading its life for mine is a bargain for you!"

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Kelvin stood tall, looking down at her with a predatory grin, "It's too late for words.

'settle the score with you slowly: For now, forget about saving your child." Before she could speak, he turned to the doctor, "Leave it. This surgery is unnecessary." The OR froze.

The lead surgeon, after a moment, said, "Mr. Davis, in my experience, stilla there's still a high chu high chance to save the Without surgery, the child will certainly..." "Save the child?" Kelvin's smirk was chilling, "Would you turn this into an abortion if I asked?" The surgeon was speechless.

Penelope bit her lip until it bled, the pain keeping her alert.

Kelvin's words were like knives, stabbing her already battered heart.

"You're so cruel..." her voice was raspy. "You'd even force an abortion on me..." "No, I'll let you lie here, slowly feeling the life within you leaving. It's a more fitting torment." Kelvin was merciless.

"Enjoy," he said, touching her abdomen lightly, "You have plenty of tto say goodbye." Penelope closed her eyes, tears trailing down her temples.

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