From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 274 Renting a Yacht "You said so much at once; I can't remember it all." "Take your tto remember. If you don't understand, just ask Ms. Perez," Penelope said, "I believe in you." Tina nodded, pouting slightly.

She didn't quite understand. Penelope wasn't leaving the company, so why was she dumping everything on her all at once? But Penelope couldn't say anything.

She didn't dare to see Monica.

If she had given such detailed instructions, Monica would have definitely questioned her, and she wouldn't have been able to answer.

Tina was different. She was young and didn't know about her issues.

As soon as it was tto leave, Penelope grabbed her bag and left.

At the door, she couldn't help but look back deeply at her workstation. Goodbye forever.

Then, Penelope resolutely walked forward.

She first went back to Serenity Villa, and coincidentally, Connor had just returned as well.

"Penelope," Connor waved at her. "Chere,; I prepared a pillow that will help you sleep better." Connor handed her the pillow.

"Thanks, Dad." "I hope you can get a good night's sleep. Every night from now on, may you sleep peacefully." Penelope's nose tingled. "I hope so too, Dad..." She couldn't continue.

Connor guessed something. "Are you leaving?" "Yes. Tonight." They fell silent.

"Alright," Connor nodded slowly. "It's good that you're leaving. It's a new beginning, and I'm happy for you." Though he said he was happy, Connor couldn't hold back his tears.

"At least I managed to give you this pillow," Connor said, "I've never given you anything valuable in my life. This pillow is the only and last thing I can give you." Penelope hugged him tightly. "Dad, being your daughter is the greatest honor and pride of my life." Connor's lips moved, and his eyes seemed to look far away as if recalling distant memories.

But in the end, he said nothing.

Penelope changed her clothes, dressed up carefully, and sprayed on sperfume.

After all, it was a date, and she wanted to look her best.

"Dad, I'm leaving." "Go ahead." Penelope looked back every few steps.

Connor stood at the door, waving at her.

As the car drove away, Connor's figure gradually becsmaller, turning into a blurry white dot. Penelope burst into tears.

Her mother had passed away, leaving only her father, but she had to go somewhere else, leaving him forever. She knew that Connor actually wanted to leave.

But he was afraid of being a burden to her.

He feared that his advancing age and restricted mobility would be a burden on her.

He was even more afraid that if he went to find her, Kelvin would notice.

At this moment, Penelope hated Kelvin immensely.

Had he been willing to divorce, to let go, to cease bothering her, she wouldn't have been forced to take such extrmeasures as leaving her home.

Kelvin ruined her family, destroyed her life, and even now, he wanted to ruin the rest of her life! How could she love a man like that with all her heart? Kelvin's primary love was always himself, concerned solely about his own feelings and desires.

He never considered her perspective! The sky gradually darkened.

The city lights began to shine.

Neon lights adorned the night of the entire city.

LA, renowned for its beautiful scenery and its peninsular location surrounded by sea on three sides, was a famous tourist city.

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! Penelope arrived at the agreed location on time.

But to her surprise, there were a lot of people at the beach at this time! And everyone was gathered in one place, whispering and discussing as if watching a spectacle.

Penelope wasn't in the mood to join the crowd, but to get on the yacht, she had to go through that port.

"Excuse me, letthrough." "Sorry, I need to get by." She squeezed through the crowd and reached the port, only to see what everyone was looking at.

By the sea, a yacht was docked, with uniformed staff bustling up and down.

On the deck, there were clusters of flowers, balloons, and streamers.

A rectangular dining table was set in the middle, covered with a white tablecloth and sprinkled with fresh rose petals.

Imported fine wine and silverware.

Everything was extremely luxurious.

Such extravagant decorations were rare; no wonder it attracted so many onlookers.

But Penelope had no tto keep watching; she had something very important to do.

She looked around and realized that the yacht she needed to board was right in front of her! What was going on? The restaurant on the yacht was open to the public, but this yacht was clearly booked by someone wealthy.

The more she thought about it, the more it didn't seem right. A light bulb went off in Penelope's mind.

Such a grand gesture was exactly Kelvin's style! Could the luxurious setup on the deck be his doing? Just as she was thinking, several exclamations cfrom the crowd- "Look, what a handsman!" "Oh my! Is this a movie set?" "He's my dream guy." "Who is he waiting for? I'm so jealous of that girl." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading!

Penelope looked up and saw a man standing on the deck with indifferent eyes, well-defined features, and thin lips slightly pursed, exuding a lazy and casual demeanor. It was Kelvin! It really was him! And Kelvin saw her too.

He turned his head and whispered a few words to the attendant beside him. Soon, a staff member quickly walked up to Penelope.

"Hello, Mrs. Davis." "Hello." "Mr. Davis askedto escort you onto the yacht," the staff member said politely, "This way, please." Penelope nodded.

Behind her ca chorus of envious gasps.

"Did you hear that? She's Mrs. Davis!" "The Davis family! That's the top elite family in LA!" "Mr. Davis is spending a fortune just to make Mrs. Davis happy."

"After all, he's always willing to spend big money on her. Booking a Yacht is a piece of cake for him."

As she walked onto the yacht, the outside noise gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the sea breeze lifting her skirt. She stood on one end, and Kelvin waited for her on the other.

"Mrs. Davis, please." She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and walked up to Kelvin. "You got here before me." "Yes, I was eagerly waiting." "But I didn't want it to be so grand. Simple and casual would have been fine," Penelope said, "You had to make it so special and extravagant." Kelvin replied, "Because, in my heart, you deserve the best." "I'm not used to this. It doesn't feel like a dinner atmosphere at all." "It's just the two of us. Isn't that better without any interruptions?" Saying this, Kelvin took her hand and led her to the deck.

"I have a private yacht, but I thought since you booked this one, maybe you liked it here, so I didn't have the captain bring mine over."