From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 125 Kevin, I Will Always Despise You Penelope was willing to stay by Kevin's side, if only he would comply with her wishes. But he didn't. He was hell- bent on destroying a precious life.

"No man can tolerate his wife bearing a child that isn't his own!" Kelvin bellowed, his voice echoing through the room, "Least of all me!" He was a titan in LA's business world, always held in high esteem, never compromising his dignity.

"You persist in calling my child illegitimate..." Penelope's voice wavered as she closed her eyes, allowing the tears to trickle down her cheeks. "But have you ever considered, Kelvin, that I knew that man before I knew you?" She had known that man before Kelvin had ever entered her life. First come, first served. Kelvin was the interloper.

"Cease this talk that only serves to infuriate me," Kevin leaned back in his chair, his tone icy. "Provokingwill not benefit you." Penelope raised a trembling hand to wipe away her tears. Despite the emotional turmoil, the car cto a smooth stop at the hospital. Kevin, without releasing his grip, lifted her from the car and carried her all the way to the operating room. Doctors and nurses were already poised at the entrance, waiting for her arrival.

This moment would forever be etched into Penelope's memory. The pain, the despair, it was as if she had been plunged into an abyss with no glimmer of light.

Kelvin gently laid her on the hospital bed, but she clung to his neck, refusing to let go. "It will be over soon," Kelvin murmured, "When you cout, you'll have a brand-new life." His words were unexpectedly gentle. Penelope pulled his head down and whispered into his ear, "Kelvin... doing this will only makehate you more." "Go ahead and hate," Kelvin retorted, "After all, any talk of love between us is even more absurd." He tried to pry her hand away, but Penelope clung on with fierce determination.

If she let go, she would be wheeled into the operating room. At that point, it would be akin to screaming into a void with no one to answer her cries for help. That place wasn't just an operating room; it was her personal hell.

"It'll be over before you know it," Kelvin said, locking eyes with her. "I'll be waiting right outside." To an outsider, he might have appeared as a responsible and loving husband. But the truth was far from it. He was orchestrating a murder! The child inside her was a life, too! "No, I won't do it..." Penelope shook her head relentlessly. "Kelvin, let's talk this over..." She was desperately seeking one last chance.

"There's nothing left to discuss. It's settled." Kevin had reached his breaking point. He lifted her wrist and forcefully peeled her fingers from his shoulder. Penelope clung to him even harder, refusing to be separated from him.

"Shh," he said, his eyes softening for a moment. But that simple "shh" sent shivers down her spine. With strong hands, Kelvin pried her fingers one by one, his grip almost breaking them.

How could her strength compare to his? The standoff lasted less than a minute before Penelope's hand fell limply from his shoulder. He stood up straight and stepped back. Now he was beyond her reach!" Kelvin-" Penelope called out his nin sheer panic. He simply stood there, his face void of any expression.

"Go on, when you cout, things will be different," Kelvin spoke coldly. "From now on, we'll relate to each other in a new way." The doctors and nurses began to wheel her bed toward the operating room. Tears filled Penelope's eyes as her hands clutched the sheets so tightly that her nails threatened to break.

He had said he would love her in his own way. Indeed... it was a devil's love. He was prepared to destroy her, strip her of her precious child, all to obtain the lifestyle he desired!" Kelvin, I hate you! I will always hate you!" Penelope's declaration echoed through the hallway as the doors to the operating room closed with a heavy thud. All she could see was the slight curl of Kevin's lips - a smile of cruelty, a thirst for blood.

The glare of the operating lights blinded her, her tears streaming down and soaking the hair by her ears. "Can you spare me... please..." She repeated the plea over and over, hoping for a miracle.

Could anyone save her this time? Penelope knew she'd been lucky before, miraculously saving her child in the nick of time. Could that luck continue? The anesthesia slowly entered her bloodstream, and as she drifted off... her eyes closed.

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! Outside the operating room, Kelvin stood rigidly, his eyes fixed on the wall clock. He was resolved to stay put, not going anywhere this time. The last the had explicitly ordered everyone not to save Penelope; to let her fend for herself, to let the baby be lost... After giving his commands, he left. But what happened? Brandon had shown up and whisked her away. So, this tKelvin was extra vigilant. No interference and no interruptions would be tolerated!

Half an hour later, the sound of hurried footsteps and the tapping of a cane echoed down the hallway. Grandpa was rushing over in a flurry. Lily was there too, wearing a smirk too, that seemed to revel in the misfortune." Kelvin!" Grandpa's face was lined with worry. "What's going on? What's happened to my great-grandchild?" Kelvin frowned, "Grandpa?" What was Grandpa doing here? Who had informed him, who had leaked the news? Kelvin's sharp gaze swept towards the bodyguard at his side.

"Answer me!" Grandpa demanded. "If that child in Penelope's womb is harmed, I'll never squinted "ver forgive you!® Kelvin squinted "After pulling all the family spies, he still got the news so quickly... Seems like there's a mole in The King Estate." "That's not the point!" Grandpa had received the message and immediately rushed over from the old family estate in a panic. And the informant... was The King Estate's butler.

After Kelvin had abruptly taken Penelope away, the butler realized ΟΠ something was seriously wrong, sent the clinic manager and Fiona away, and called Grandpa right away. In the Davis family, even though Grandpa had stepped down with no power to wield, his seniority and status still commanded Kelvin's respect and reverence. "Speak up!" Grandpa banged his cane with emphasis. "What's happened to Penelope? Can the baby be saved!" Kelvin replied bluntly, "It won't be." Grandpa gasped, stumbling backward, "What... What did you say? Seriously?" He had placed such high hopes on this great-grandchild that he couldn't accept the news. "It's true." Kelvin pursed his lips, "It's not possible to save." "Why not? Are the doctors just twiddling their thumbs? If LA's healthcare isn't good enough, then hire specialists, fly in experts from abroad! We can arrange private jets! I refuse to believe the child can't be saved!" The old man had no idea that the baby was the one Kelvin intended to get rid of.