From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 589 She is My Daughter! Kelvin had touched and even kissed it before, but seeing it now hit different.

This wasn't just a birthmark; it was proof of Penelope's real identity! Nicole stared, eyes wide, totally stunned, not even blinking.

She couldn't wrap her head around it. The joy and shock were overwhelming! Nicole's lips quivered, "Mrs. Davis, why do you have this birthmark too?" "I don't know. I've had it since I was born," Penelope replied.

Penelope never thought much of the birthmark before.

It was just something she was born with.

Connor and Grace never made a big deal out of it, and Penelope didn't either.

But Grace once said something sweet, "It's a mark left by God's kiss." Because of that, Penelope cared even less about it and even thought it made her special.

She felt like a child blessed by God.

Until now, Penelope finally got it-sthings were just meant to be.

Nicole slowly moved closer, staring at the birthmark. Her hand shook as she reached out, hesitating, her fingers twitching.

"Brandon said my birthmark is exactly like the one the missing Mitchell family heiress had. He also said that I am her." Penelope asked, "Mrs. Mitchell, what do you think?" Tears rolled down Nicole's cheeks.

"Yes." She nodded. "Exactly the same." Hearing this from Nicole, Penelope's heart skipped a beat.

Sthings were already confirmed.

All that was left was a DNA test! Penelope let go, and the hem of her dress fell, covering her waist and the birthmark.

The next second, Kelvin's big hand wrapped around her, pulling her close.

Penelope ended up on his lap.

"Penelope," he asked softly. "So that day in the reception room, you were really showing Brandon your birthmark." He had misunderstood her.

That scene was too much, making Kelvin lose it, unable to think straight.

Penelope was his woman. Every part of her should be his alone.

How could Brandon have the right to see it? Even if she loved Brandon, she should at least wait until after the divorce, after he was out of the picture. Then she could be with Brandon, love him, and enjoy their ttogether. Right? "I told you, Brandon and I aren't what you think. We're not that despicable or filthy," Penelope said with a bitter smile. "But you didn't believe me." "Penelope, I..." Kelvin started.

She cut him off, "Kelvin, it seems we've always lacked enough trust. When you went to gain Madison's trust and expose Isabella, I didn't stand firmly by your side. When you caughtwith Brandon, you didn't believe ineither." This love had been a rollercoaster.

Kelvin rested his chin on her shoulder, eyes downcast.

"Then, can we call it even?" he asked so humbly.

"I also want to call it even," Penelope replied. "Kelvin, do you think it's possible?" He fell silent.

In love, there was no canceling out the hurt.

They hurt each other, leaving scars on both their hearts.

"Honestly, Penelope, I don't blyou," Kelvin said. "I chose to get close to Madison to figure out Lucy's cognitive disorder. I did it willingly." Before he made his move, he was ready for Penelope to hate and despise him.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Penelope replied, "You might not blme, but I blmyself for not trusting you more." Silence fell again.

Kelvin's breath brushed against her neck, making loose hair flutter.

The big living room was dead quiet.

Nicole sat on the floor, eyes vacant, struggling to accept what was happening.

Just then, hurried footsteps approached from outside, getting closer.

They were stopped at the door.

"Letin," Brandon's anxious voice called out. "Is Aunt Nicole inside?" "No one gets in without Mr. Davis's permission," the bodyguard said.

Nicole shakily stood up. "Brandon, I need to see Brandon." Her steps were wobbly, and she fell to the ground again after just a few steps.

The usually composed and elegant Nicole had never looked so disheveled.

"Mrs. Mitchell!" Seeing this, Penelope rushed forward to help her up.

But Nicole moved faster, quickly getting up and rushing to the door.

"Brandon, Brandon." Nicole grabbed him quickly. "tell me, is Mrs. Davis my missing daughter? Have you found her? Are you sure?" "Aunt Nicole, did you see the birthmark on her?" Brandon asked.

"She showed it to me," Nicole said.

Brandon was a bit taken aback.

When he found out Nicole had cto the King Manor alone, he rushed over immediately.

He was worried something unexpected might happen.

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"Aunt Nicole," Brandon replied. "I just confirmed that Penelope's birthmark is indeed identical to your daughter's. Before this, I only knew she had such a birthmark." "She is my daughter; she is." Nicole wept. "After all these years, I never thought I would find her like this."

"Aunt Nicole, you should still do a paternity test. With both human and material evidence, it'll be easier to prepare for her feturn to the Mitchell prepare to her fetur ΕΠ family," Brandon said. Nicole murmured, "Will she want to cback to the Mitchell family? Does she hate me, blme?" At this moment, Nicole had forgotten why she cto the King Manor.

She was filled with fear and anxiety.

Her daughter was right in front of her, but she didn't dare to acknowledge her or approach her.

She didn't even know how to face Penelope.

The daughter she had longed for was right there, yet it felt like a galaxy lay between them.

"Ask her," Brandon said. "Aunt Nicole, she's right there." Nicole didn't turn around, still looking at Brandon, her eyes filled with tears.

The usually elegant and intellectual lady was now just a pitiful person.

"Let him in," Kelvin suddenly said.

The bodyguard stepped aside.

Brandon walked in, standing at the other end of the sofa, looking at Penelope.

There were so many things he wanted to say.

But he didn't know where to start.

She was Penelope, and she was also Nicole's daughter.

She was the woman he loved deeply, the woman he always knew he would marry.

"Penelope," Brandon said. "You really are her."