From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 596 Let's Do a Paternity Test, Shall We? Kelvin's eyes were intense. "Let's see if that medicine makes her give in." Penelope just nodded.

The butler slipped in quietly, leading the staff to clean up the living room mess.

"I'm heading to my room," Penelope said. "You should get srest." He didn't respond.

Penelope turned and walked away, picking up her pace until she was out of sight.

"Mr. Davis." The butler approached.

"Make sure it's spotless, not a trace left," Kelvin ordered.

"Yes, sir," the butler replied.

Kelvin pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and let the smoke swirl around him.

He smoked one after another.

Penelope's background was the real shocker for him.

Brandon and Nicole had confirmed the identical birthmark. All that was left was a paternity test at the hospital, and Penelope's true identity would be revealed.

So, Kelvin was the one who clater.

Brandon was the one who had her first! No wonder Brandon had said before that he knew Penelope much earlier than Kelvin! Kelvin didn't get it then, but now it all made sense! Yeah, if Penelope was indeed the long-lost daughter of the Mitchell family, then she and Brandon had been promised to each other since they were kids! They were a match made in heaven! No wonder, after more than twenty years, Brandon and Penelope could still develop feelings for each other and fall in love again after all the trials. It was because they had played together since childhood and had always been destined for each other! Kelvin was just extra! Even if he didn't want to let go, didn't want to give up, he had to because Brandon and Penelope were meant to be together.

Kelvin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

He smoked half a pack of cigarettes alone and only went upstairs to the bedroom in the early hours.

Penelope was lying on her side, hands under her cheeks, sleeping soundly.

Her brows were slightly furrowed.

Kelvin didn't dare to smooth them out, afraid of waking her.

"Penelope, even if you are the Mitchell family's daughter, I could still forcefully keep you for a lifetime," he whispered so softly that only he could hear. "But I'm willing to let go, not because I don't love you anymore, but precisely because I love you too much. I'm letting you be with Brandon in my way of loving you. But you'll never know how much I love you." The next day, Penelope stood at the ward door with flowers in hand, her heart heavy as she cto see Nicole. The door to the room suddenly opened.

"Penelope." Brandon looked at her. "When did you get here? Why didn't you cin?" "I just arrived and was about to knock," Penelope said.

Brandon lowered his voice. "Aunt Nicole has been mentioning your nsince she woke up, but she hasn't said she wants to see you. You two should have a good talk, and I'll step out for a bit." He was deliberately giving them space.

"Thank you," Penelope said.

Brandon looked at her. "Penelope, you don't need to thank me." Penelope didn't dare to meet his eyes, slightly lowering her head.

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He had stayed at the hospital all night, looking a bit haggard, with stubble growing on his chin.

The door closed gently.

Penelope stood still, not moving towards the bed.

Nicole didn't call her either.

They remained silent until the sound of soft sobbing filled the room.

"Mrs. Mitchell." Penelope slowly walked over. "I brought you sflowers." She felt a bit lost, unsure how to face her biological mother.

"You callMrs. Mitchell; should I call you Mrs. Davis?" Nicole wiped her reddened eyes. "Have a seat first." Mother and daughter, yet they were so formal with each other! Penelope placed the bouquet on the cabinet, arranging it neatly before sitting down. Nicole kept looking at her, her eyes full of love and guilt.

"Actually, I woke up shortly after arriving at the hospital last night," Nicole said. "I couldn't sleep. Every tI closed my eyes, all I could think about was everything you've been through over the years." "I've had a decent life. Over the years, my parents treatedlike their own, without any mistreatment," Penelope said.

Nicole nodded. "I know your days with the Cooper family, though not extremely wealthy, were easy, and Grace is an intellectual. But what painsthe most is what you went through after marrying into the Davis family." Everything took a drastic turn.

From heaven to hell, it only took a moment.

"If I had known you were my daughter back then, I would have risked everything to save you from Kelvin, to prevent him from sending you to a mental hospital!" Nicole said.

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Everyone had heard about the cause of death.

So, when Kelvin took action against the Cooper family, no one pleaded for them, and no one helped.

Everyone took a stance of indifference.

Besides, the Cooper family deserved it; the court had already issued a verdict.

The Mitchell family was aware, and they treated it as just another piece of news. Penelope replied bitterly, "There aren't that many 'ifs' in the world." "You've suffered so much. Over the years, I've done charity work and been kind to Isabella, hoping that my efforts would bring blessings to you. But I never expected..." Nicole's tears fell again.

"I know. You said that everything you did was in hopes that after I went missing, I would find a good and live a normet lirood family life," Penelope said. "Faid have a good and happy life with the Cooper family. It was just unfortunate that I met the wrong person and had an unhappy marriage." Penelope even comforted Nicole in return.

"Shall we do a paternity test?" Nicole looked at her with tearful eyes, seeking her consent.

Afraid of being misunderstood, Nicole quickly added, "I don't mean anything else. I've already. confirmed you're my daughter. But words alone aren't enough; we need solid medical evidence. After all, your father doesn't know about this yet." Penelope slowly raised her head, finally meeting Nicole's gaze.

She asked, "Do you really wantto return to the Mitchell family?" "Of course." Nicole couldn't control herself and tightly held Penelope's hand. "My greatest wish is for you to cback. You're my precious daughter!" "Then, if I cback, what about Isabella?" Penelope said.

Nicole was stunned.

Penelope continued, "After all the terrible things she's done, will the Mitchell family still protect her? Will you still acknowledge her as your E adopted daughter? Will you cut ties with her and leave her to fend for herself? Or will you consider the twenty-plus years of raising her?"