From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 612 Others Can't See SThings You Do Penelope finally got it today.

Maybe it was the calm night, or maybe just too much had gone down tonight, but Penelope found herself talking to Kelvin about their painful past without losing her cool.

"Penelope, that's all behind us now," Kelvin said softly. "Let's focus on the here and now, and what's ahead." Penelope gave a small smile. "Can you handle the fact that I've fallen for someone else? Can you deal with the idea that I might have kids with another man in the future?" Kelvin didn't answer right away. He just looked at her with those clear eyes of his.

Then he asked, "Do you want the honest truth?" "I've always wanted the truth." "Penelope, the truth is, I still can't accept it," Kelvin admitted. "But I'll try to let go, to move on. I'll feel awful inside. I'll be really pissed at Brandon. But I'll push those feelings down for you. You taughtthat love isn't about owning someone; it's about wanting them to be happy. Even if it's not with me." Love was a lesson from which Kelvin ceaselessly learned and grew.

"Penelope, Brandon's a good guy, even though I hate to say it," he said, his lips tight. "He'll treat you right." Especially since her real identity was the daughter of the Mitchell family, the one Brandon was supposed to marry.

Kelvin was just a detour in her life.

Maybe Penelope's arrival was destined to teach Kelvin the essence of love: to discover its depths, savor its beauty, and ultimately, endure its poignant loss.

On the bright side, they still had a kid together, so they would always be connected in sway.

It was better than being total strangers with no contact at all! When Brandon's ncup, Penelope went quiet.

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Plus, since Brandon had found the real daughter of the Mitchell family, he wanted to be with the woman he had loved since they were kids.

But fate had a twist, and Penelope turned out to be the real daughter of the Mitchell family! So Brandon really did love her and genuinely wanted to be with her! Penelope felt a bit lost.

How was she supposed to handle Brandon's love? In her heart, after divorcing Kelvin, she just wanted to take her kid and grow old alone.

She didn't want to love anyone else, nor did she want to accept anyone else's love.

Her marriage with Kelvin had drained all her capacity to love! Suddenly, it started to rain.

The rain cfast and hard.

Penelope was startled, and Kelvin had already taken off his coat and draped it over her. Soon, a bodyguard who had been lurking in the shadows handed over a black umbrella.

A car also pulled up from a distance.

Being with Kelvin always felt safe.

He had everything covered.

"Con, let's get in the car." Kelvin opened the umbrella and held it over her head.

Penelope noticed that half of his shoulder was already soaked by the heavy rain, his clothes sticking to his body, showing off his muscles.

But he didn't seem to care at all, constantly tilting the umbrella towards her.

His other hand held hers tightly.

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! The rain was pouring, and the wind was strong, but Penelope stayed completely dry! Once they were in the car, Kelvin, always looking out for her, told the driver, "Turn up the heat a bit; it's too cold. She might catch a chill." "Yes, Mr. Davis." Raindrops hammered against the car window, and the wipers were working overtime.

The sudden storm in the dark night seemed especially scary.

But inside the car, it was like a different world-quiet and warm.

"Kelvin." He responded right away, "What's up? Are you sleepy? Hungry? Cold?" Penelope shook her head. "None of that. I just realized you always do things but never talk about them." While sboast of a single deed, Kelvin quietly achieved ten. He never spoke of his sacrifices to Penelope; he simply protected her through his silent acts of devotion.

Like pretending to be with Madison just to protect Lucy-he did something huge without saying a word.

Like holding the umbrella for her, getting himself soaked, making sure she didn't get a drop of water on her. "There's nothing to say," Kelvin replied. "It's only natural for a man to protect the woman he loves." He was always a man of few words.

Kelvin believed that a man's love shouldn't just be spoken but shown through actions! So to know if a man loved a woman, his actions spoke louder than words.

"It's a bit unfair, Kelvin." Penelope smiled. "Sthings you do, others can't see." "It doesn't matter. I don't do things for others to see." Penelope thought, maybe it was because she was so observant that she could always see Kelvin's every effort.

If she weren't so observant, hadn't noticed his hidden goodness, she would have left long ago! And not still be tangled up with him here.

Penelope didn't say anything more, just stared at the raindrops on the car window, lost in thought. After a while, she heard the sound of even breathing.

Kelvin had fallen asleep.

He held her in his arms, his clothes half-wet, half-dry, and even water droplets still hung from his hair.

But he had fallen asleep.

Kelvin was a light sleeper, easily woken by the slightest Roise, and he used to suffer from insomnia, unable to sleep all night. Now, falling asleep in just a few minutes in the car could only mean he was exhausted.

These past few days, with the the Mitchell family matters, he had been the whole there the whole time, while also En: managing the Davis Group. Another reason was that the current environment made him very relaxed.

His beloved Penelope was in his arms.

So, Kelvin could sleep soundly.

Penelope nestled in his embrace, raised her hand, and lightly touched his straight nose.

Kelvin's brow furrowed.

Afraid of waking him, she quickly pulled her hand back.

"Kelvin, do you always think that I still hate you, holding onto past grudges, holding onto the painful memories in the mental hospital and the loss of our first child? I know you regret what you did to me. Those torments and pains, I experienced them personally, and you brought them to me. Actually, these grudges in my heart have long been written off," Penelope said softly. "If you were awake, you would definitely askwhen I wrote them off."