From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 51 Just as long as you want, and as long as I have it "Does she even deserve to drink with me?" Upon hearing these words, Fiona was barely able to feel happy before Kelvin said again, "She's in need of money, and instead of coming to me, she went to Nathan... She loves Nathan!" "Penelope went to Nathan to borrow money?" "Yes, to buy medicine for her mother!" Kelvin clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the coffee table, then staggered to his feet.

Seeing this, Fiona planned to assist him back to the hotel room.

Even if she had to pretend to admit that she was Penelope, she had to deceive Kelvin! She couldn't wait any longer, the opportunity was right in front of her! Fiona stood up, about to support Kelvin.

However, Timothy, who had been missing for a while, suddenly appeared out of nowhere and directly blocked her, saying, "Hey hey hey, what are you doing?" Fiona knew his identity and didn't dare to provoke him, so she smiled and replied, "Mr. Foster, I was about to help Mr. Davis rest." "Then you don't have to trouble yourself, I'll be the one to take him home." "Mr. Foster, it's no trouble at all, how can I trouble you! Lethandle this kind of laborious task!" Timothy still blocked her, saying, "Kelvin is now a married man, he can't just stay outside casually. When a man goes out, he has to protect himself and not let women take him away." Fiona couldn't force a smile anymore.

This Timothy was clearly against her! "Mr. Foster, I am not just any woman, I am Mr. Davis's..." Timothy didn't even have the patience to let her finish speaking, saying, "Alright, move aside." He was annoyed just at the sight of Fiona.

Managing "Adoring Cupid" alone was already enough for him, and now Kelvin had also asked him to manage the film and television department.

The film and television department only had Fiona as an actress, serving her exclusively.

It was clearly increasing his workload.

Furthermore, during the charity auction, Fiona caused trouble by claiming that her dress was dirtied by Penelope and forcibly tried to take it off, which made Timothy even more disgusted.

He disliked women who abused their power.

"Ah, Kelvin, it's lucky that I'm here, otherwise your innocence wouldn't have been preserved tonight," Timothy helped him sit in the car, "You almost fell into the hands of that woman outside!" Kelvin raised his hand to support his forehead, saying, "Alcohol, bringalcohol..." Timothy fastened his seatbelt for him before driving back to The King Manor.

The butler hurriedly cto assist as soon as he saw them, saying, "Mr. Davis!" But Kelvin waved him away, saying, "Get away, don't touch me!" "He only wants Penelope," Timothy said, "Just hand him over to Penelope, I'm out of here!" Master bedroom.

The door was pushed open, and Penelope woke up, immediately sitting up.

She smelled a strong scent of alcohol.

"Kel-" "Vin?" Penelope turned on the light. "Why are you drinking again?" "Mrs. Davis, you take care of yourself. I'll have the kitchen make a hangover soup for me." "Alright." Penelope helped Kelvin onto the bed and took off his shoes and coat.

As she was about to undo his necktie, her wrist suddenly tightened.

She looked up and met Kelvin's hazy gaze.

"You... You're drunk," Penelope said. "Take off your clothes and get a good sleep." Kelvin just silently stared at her.

She felt a bit uneasy. He seemed to be sober with the way he looked at her. "Kelvin, are you really drunk?" 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! "You're Penelope." "Of course, I'm Penelope," she replied. "Do you want to see Fiona? Then you've cto the wrong place. You should go to the Riverside Apartments." With that, Penelope pulled her hand back and prepared to get up.

But Kelvin pulled her forcefully, causing her to cry out and fall into his chest.

Kelvin's arms firmly wrapped around her waist.

"Penelope, what do I have to do to make you obedient," his voice was low and deep. "Don't makeangry, just listen to me." She forced a bitter smile. "Everything I have is in your hands, you can do anything you want. What else do you want?" "I want you to be proactive. I want you to stay willingly. Instead of...using hatred, using your parents to bind you." Penelope was stunned.

What Kelvin said... she couldn't quite understand? On second thought, he's drunk. He must be talking nonsense.

Why should she take a drunkard's words seriously? Penelope felt foolish and chuckled at herself.

"Why are you laughing?" Kelvin was displeased. "I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Muttering to herself, she said, "Even when he's drunk, he's still so grumpy..." "I'm not drunk!" "Yes, yes, you're not drunk. The more intoxicated someone is, the more they like to claim they're not drunk." Penelope halfheartedly appeased him, like she would a child.

"Kelvin, please let go offor now," she said. "I'll go get a hot towel and wipe your face." Immediately, his expression turned stern. "Where are you going? You're not allowed to!" As he said that, he tightened his arms even more.

Penelope could feel her waist being squeezed painfully.

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! "Never think about leaving me, never." Kelvin repeated again and again. "If you dare to leave, I will make you pay an unbearable price..." Penelope found it amusing. "My family is in LA, where can I go?" Kelvin paused for a few seconds, seemingly realizing the validity of her words.

After a while, he sighed.

"Penelope, what do you want?" "Huh?" "What do you want, what do you need to do in order to stay with me? Tell me, and I'll

give it to you." Kelvin looked deep into her eyes. "As long as you want it, I'll give it to you. "I'm willing to," he said so seriously.

It was like a promise, the most sincere pledge between lovers.

But even though they appeared to be husband and wife, they were actually enemies.

Penelope also lost herself in Kelvin's sincere gaze.

The two of them silently locked eyes, as if the whole world had disappeared.

"Knock, knock, knock-" until the sound of a knock on the door.

Penelope suddenly snapped back to reality and immediately got up to answer the door.

"Mrs. Davis, here's a hangover remedy," the butler handed over the tray.

She accepted it and placed it on the bedside table, but Kelvin had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

Penelope stood motionless.

Kelvin's words just now seemed like a dream, unreal and ethereal.

But they had indeed cfrom his mouth.

Penelope smiled bitterly and shook her head. What was she expecting while lost in her thoughts? Kelvin was so drunk he couldn't tell reality from dreams, and yet...she took it seriously.

She gently placed the hangover remedy on the nightstand and lay back on the floor.

When Kelvin woke up, it was already noon the next day.

His head was throbbing, and he kept rubbing it, his mind a blank.

He didn't remember what happened yesterday at all; his memory stopped at the bar, chatting and drinking with Timothy.

Kelvin went downstairs and looked around, but there was no sign of Penelope.

"Mr. Davis, Mrs. Davis went to the company," the butler promptly said, "But before Mrs.

Davis left, she made a hangover remedy for you." His face pale, he sat at the dining table.

The butler served him breakfast and continued, "Mrs. Davis worked hard.

You got completely drunk last night, and she took care of you alone. She didn't sleep well and looked exhausted this morning."