From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 724 Without You, I Wouldn't Be Who I Am Today "Alright," Brandon said, "I understand what you're thinking, even if I don't support or agree with it. You hate the Mitchell family, you won't let go of Isabella, you didn't help Uncle Brent when he was in trouble. So, Penelope, what do you think ofnow?" He stared straight into Penelope's eyes, unblinking.

"Me, about you?" "Yes, since we've known each other, Penelope, I haven't done anything to hurt you, right?" Brandon said, "In your heart, you considerone of your own, don't you?" Penelope nodded. But Brandon laughed self-deprecatingly. "Don't lie to me, Penelope." She was puzzled. "Lie to you?" "I've been standing at the door of the hospital room for quite a while," Brandon said, "I heard a lot of your conversation with Debra. Including the part where you said I can't compare to Kelvin, and that the Walker Corporation's market value can't compare to the Davis Group, because my company is only a third of Kelvin's." Penelope was a bit surprised. He had been at the door so early but hadn't cin! "Penelope, is that how you really feel?" Brandon asked, "So in your heart, I'm just a backup, far inferior to Kelvin?" Penelope felt a wave of helplessness wash over her. "I said it, and you heard it, but," she explained, "I only said it to Debra on purpose. It doesn't represent my true feelings." "Why would you say that to Debra?" Penelope looked at him. "Because I suspect that my disappearance years ago is related to Debra, that she kidnapped me. So, I wanted to get her to talk. Brandon, that's the truth. I've never considered you a backup, nor have I looked down on you." "When I was at my lowest, most desperate, and helpless, you were always by my side. I'll always remember that. I owe you so much, I can never repay it all, but I'll try my best. How could I ever look down on you? On the contrary, I'm most grateful that all these years, you've never looked down on me." In Penelope's heart, Brandon was someone special.

If something happened to Brandon, she would spare no expense, give everything to help him. She would do it without a moment's hesitation.

Brandon just looked at her quietly. He didn't speak, but his eyes were filled with such loneliness, such desolation. At this moment, it seemed like there was a barrier between them, separating them.

In the hallway, nurses walked back and forth occasionally, but it was relatively quiet. Penelope also wanted to take this opportunity to clarify sthings. She took a deep breath. "Brandon, without you, I wouldn't be who I am today. You savedfrom the operating table when I had a miscarriage, you helpedfake my death by jumping into the sea, allowingto be reborn and successfully give birth to Sam and Lucy." "It was also you who took care of my dad during the four years I was away from LA. And you arranged for Thalia to be by my side, to take care ofand the kids." "When I was most helpless, it was you who reached out to help me. I'm very grateful to you. But Brandon, it's just gratitude." She looked up at him. "Do you understand?" Brandon's gaze wavered, but Penelope's was steady. It made him seem uncertain and guilty.

"Penelope," Brandon finally met her gaze, "Are you trying to draw a line between us now?" "I just want to clarify sthings." "Putting aside everything that's happened over the years, Penelope, do you not care at all about our childhood memories?" Brandon asked, "Back then, it was just us, there was no Kelvin. You were Ms. Mitchell, and I was your neighbor." Those childhood years were always preserved in Brandon's mind. He would reminisce from tto time.

"Brandon," Penelope replied, "I don't remember any of it." His body swayed. "You don't remember? Not at all?" "No, I have no memory of it. My earliest memory is living carefree with the Cooper family." "You really forgot, no memory at all," Brandon murmured softly. So the one who had been holding on was him.

The one who had been nostalgic, clinging to the past, was him. Brandon cherished those childhood memories so much, but to Penelope, they were a blank.

"We were so young then, just kids," Penelope replied, "Brandon, people need to look forward." "Yes, only I stayed in the past, holding on to those promises for a lifetime. But Penelope, I never thought those were just childish words." Brandon's promise to marry her, and only her, was sincere.

He remembered it for a lifetime. He wanted to fulfill that wish! So, when he found out that Penelope was the Mitchell family's daughter he had been looking for, he was so excited! So happy! Before knowing Penelope's true identity, Brandon had always suppressed his feelings. Because he wouldn't allow himself to fall in love with another woman.

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"I've always kept my word. From that ton, I had already decided who my future wife would be." Brandon's hands slowly clenched. "The person I want to marry has always been the Mitchell family's daughter." Penelope was indeed the true Mitchell family daughter! She was his true love! "But Penelope, the one who stayed in the past holding on to the promise was only me." She had long moved on. She was rejecting him.

"Brandon, have you ever thought that maybe you don't love me, but just a childhood memory, a feeling?" Penelope asked, "At such a young age, how could you understand what love is, or what a promise is?"

He gave a bitter smile. "You don't need to find such an excuse to reject me. I love you for who you are not for a feeling ora memory. I loved you then, I love you now, and I will only love you in the future. Unfortunately, the person you loved in the past, now, and in the future will never be me!" Penelope asked, "Then, Brandon, what exactly do you love about me?" Their only connection was those few childhood years. They were too young to understand, and she had forgotten it all.

When they reunited later, Brandon didn't know her true identity and was engaged to Isabella, while she had long been married to Kelvin. How could love develop when both had fixed partners? What was there to love? "I love you because you are you," Brandon said, "You are the person I promised to marry as a child, the one I've been searching for all these years!"