From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 288 I Want to Commit Suicide Penelope was never timid.

Kelvin had almost never heard her say she was afraid, even in her toughest times. What she cared about most was her family, her children, not him.

In Penelope's heart, their deceased children probably weighed more than he did.

"What's done is done. What you're doing now is meaningless." Timothy tried to approach slowly. "Cdown first, it's too dangerous. I'm afraid you'll slip." "Timothy." "I'm here." Kelvin said, "I'll kill myself after I settle everything. What do you think?" "How do you plan to settle things?" Kelvin was silent for a long, long time.

So long that Timothy thought he wouldn't answer, but then he spoke, "Take the Davis Group to a higher commercial position, accompany Grandpa in his twilight years until he passes away. I'll complete the Davis family's duty of continuing the lineage, leaving descendants to carry on the family name." "Once I've done all that, my duties as a member of the Davis family, my purpose for coming into this world, will all be fulfilled." "What I need to do next is complete what I need to do as an individual." Timothy swallowed hard. "What you want to do is commit suicide?" "Yes," Kelvin replied, "I have no hope of living anymore." "You, you..." Timothy was stunned, his mouth agape, not knowing what to say.

Kelvin actually had the intention of dying! And he was so resolute about it! With Penelope's death, he was utterly despondent.

The current Kelvin was just a shell without a soul.

What kept him going was the responsibility on his shoulders.

Once he completed those, he would commit suicide. He couldn't bear to live a life in the pain of Penelope's death! "That's it, Penelope, wait for me." Give him stime, two years, three years, five years...

At most, five years! Kelvin closed his eyes, his tall body swaying on the windowsill as if he could fall at any moment.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Timothy quickly rushed forward, grabbed his clothes, and yanked hard. "Get down!" Kelvin fell from the window, landing on the floor.

Timothy also fell.

He quickly got up, closed and locked the window, looking at Kelvin with lingering fear. "That was really dangerous, do you know that?" "I said I wouldn't jump," Kelvin said coldly.

"What if you slipped? What if you lost your footing?" "That would be perfect," Kelvin said, "It would be fate, a predetermined arrangement." "You..." Timothy didn't know what to say to him! "If you loved Penelope so much, loved her enough to die with her, you should have cherished her from the start!" Timothy said, exasperated, "You had to cto this point! I saw it from the beginning; you loved her! You just wouldn't admit it!" "I admitted it later." "Too late!" Kelvin pressed his lips together. "Not too late; I just used the wrong method. I shouldn't have selfishly sent her to the operating table and aborted our child." That was his child.

He didn't know at the time.

By the the found out, it was too late.

Kelvin wobbled as he stood up from the floor. "What's the situation at sea? Still no news?" "No." 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! "I'll go take a look." Timothy didn't stop him.

Kelvin had to go and let him see for himself, and then he would give up.

The car stopped.

Kelvin stepped out and stared at the sea which had swallowed the woman he loved most.

This area was still cordoned off, with about twenty fishing boats going back and forth, searching.

After all, the reward was multimillion dollars; maybe they'd find something! And the yacht Penelope had been on before she jumped was docked at the port. Desolate, not a single person.

"Penelope, where are you? You didn't even leavea body; you're too cruel." Standing by the yacht, scenes from that night flooded his mind.

Penelope, so charming and gentle, snuggled in his arms, coquettishly asking him to feed her.

She danced for him.

They toasted together.

She was truly stunning then, so beautiful that Kelvin was mesmerized.

But he never thought that behind her beauty was such deep despair! Penelope had long decided to jump into the sea, which is why she invited him to dinner on the yacht, why she was so good to him! Because she knew that was their last ttogether! But Kelvin didn't know. Although he was uneasy, he was more focused on enjoying the moment.

Turned out, that was the last enjoyment.

"I'll buy this yacht and preserve it," Kelvin said. "No one else can step on it." In the long days ahead, he could occasionally board the yacht and reminisce about that night.

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Behind him, Ryan responded, "Yes, Mr. Davis."

After a pause, Ryan asked, "Mr. Davis, should we continue searching for Mrs Davis's body?" These words left no hope at all! Kelvin turned sharply, his gaze piercing.

"Ryan, do you know what you're saying!" "I, Mr. Davis..." "As long as Penelope hasn't been found, the search cannot stop for a single day!" Kelvin said. "The reward is always valid! It will never be withdrawn!" "Understood, Mr. Davis."

Even though it seemed impossible, three days had stilhmo was stil no sign The content is on Bagh passed and there novelenglish.net! of Penelope.

But stopping the search would plunge Kelvin into the deepest despair! He needed a spiritual anchor, needed someone to continue searching for Penelope in this sea, day after day.

Kelvin hoped that one day, news would csaying they found Penelope! Maybe that day would never come, but he would always hope for it! Kelvin stood on the beach for a long, long time.

No one dared to disturb him.

Until the sunset, it was slowly sinking below the horizon, taking its last Pays ve of light. The sky darkened.

Kelvin bent down, scooped up a handful of sand, and put it into a glass jar.

Then, he took out a piece of pink fabric from his pocket.

It was from Penelope's dress, torn off when he tried to grab her as she jumped.

This was the last thing she left for Kelvin, and all he had left of her.

He couldn't help but think if at the moment she jumped, he had been half a second faster, if his hand had reached a little further...