From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 289 Buried In The Back Mountain of The King Manor Was that how he could grab her entire dress and then catch her ankle? That way, Penelope wouldn't fall into the sea.

Kelvin tightly pressed the piece of pink tulle against his heart.

This would be his most cherished possession for life! "Penelope." Kelvin carefully wiped the sand off the glass jar. "I'm taking you home." He actually knew better than anyone that Penelope wasn't coming back. Not even a floating corpse would appear.

So, the only thing he could take away was this handful of sand from the beach.

From now on, Kelvin would live forever in the pain of losing Penelope! This was her best revenge on him, the most painful punishment! Everyone in LA knew that today was the day of the funeral for the future heir's wife of the Davis family.

Even the weather was fittingly rainy.

The memorial was set up at the King Manor.

People cto pay their respects in an endless stream, with a constant flow of cars and people at the door.

But among these people, how many were truly saddened by Penelope's passing? They were just doing it for Kelvin's sake! Because Kelvin loved Penelope deeply, and it was well-known in LA.

Buttering up Penelope worked way better than sucking up to Kelvin! Now that Kelvin had lost his beloved wife, they naturally had to show up and pretend to express their condolences.

"What's the point of making it so grand?" Monica, dressed in black with a white flower pinned to her chest, said, "Penelope can't see it, and she didn't like crowds." "As far as I know her, she would definitely want to be buried quietly on a hill covered with wildflowers. When spring comes, the wildflowers will bloom all over the hillside, keeping her company,vear after,vear." "When she was alive, Kelvin trapped her in the King Manor like a cage. Now that she's dead, she's still trapped in a fancy grave!" Monica bent down to place the flowers she had brought, muttering to herself. Her eyes were red and swollen.

In the past few days, Monica had shed many tears, almost crying her eyes out.

Next to her, Timothy sighed, and after a long pause, said only, "My condolences." Maybe for Penelope, dying in LAwas a rebirth in another place! She no longer had any attachment to this place.

Kelvin stood at the center, looking haggard with heavy dark circles under his eyes. Despite this, his black suit lent him a tall and handsappearance.

He just quietly stared at Penelope's black-and-white photo.

"Mr. Davis." Connor walked over, "I heard from Jeff that you've already chosen the burial site." "Yes." "Where?" Connor asked, "I hope she can be buried with her mother." Monica, with sharp ears, immediately looked up and said, "Yeah! Uncle Connor has the right to decide; why should everything be up to you? Have you considered Penelope's feelings?" Just mentioning it made her angry.

Penelope's father couldn't even decide where she would be buried! Connor, having lost his loved ones, was already miserable enough! Connor had aged a lot, looking depressed, never smiling, always sighing and staring into the distance in a daze. He showed signs of early dementia! Connor spoke gently, unlike Monica.

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! "Mr. Davis, she's already gone; a grand funeral is meaningless," Connor said, "I just hope Penelope can rest in peace. When we cto visit her every year..." Connor couldn't continue; his voice choked with sobs.

Kelvin said softly, "Connor, I plan to bury Penelope at Tthe King Manor." "What?" "There's a piece of empty land in the back hills, just right," Kelvin said, "I can visit her anytI want." Connor was a bit shocked.

He actually wanted to bury her in the back hills? Kelvin wanted to be with Penelope all the time, day and night! "Connor," Kelvin continued, "I will take care of you in place of Penelope and provide for you in your old age. This is my intention and my responsibility; I hope you won't refuse." "I'm fine on my own; I don't lack anything." "If you live well, Penelope will be at ease." Connor's lips moved, but he said nothing, silently walking to Monica's side.Kelvin still stood tall, in the center.He remained unmoved.

At this moment, Nathan walked over.

He looked at Penelope's photo, his eyes full of sorrow, and offered the paper flowers he had prepared.

"It's Nathan," Connor said, looking at him. "You came." "Uncle Connor." "Good boy," Connor nodded. "You and Penelope were destined but not fated... Now, and in the future, there will be no chance." Nathan's eyes were filled with tears as he tightly held Connor's hand. "Uncle Connor, you must be strong. If you need anything, just letknow; I will take care of you in place of Penelope." Connor shook his head. "I don't lack anything, the house is empty now, just me."

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor ΟΠΙ uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! A gust of wind blew, making his white hair sway even more noticeably.

Kelvin glanced at Nathan.

He was the son-in-law of the Cooper family, Penelope's husband, but in Connor's heart, Nathan was more important! But now, what did it matter? Penelope was dead.

No need to care.

Kelvin just wanted to do what he shouldand fulfill his responsibilities.

"Kelvin, how do you still have the face to stand here, in front of Uncle Connor?" Nathan turned to him. "The Cooper family was torn apart because of you; you can't make up for that. Now, Aunt Grace and Penelope have both died in front of you!" Kelvin lowered his eyes. "If you're done paying your respects, leave. Don't cause a scene; you'll disturb her."

"Causing a scene?" Nathan sneered, "Did I say anything wrong? Yes, you Grace didn't directly kill Aunt Grace and Penelope but think carefully, they both died because of you!" "Kelvin, you should live your life in pain and regret, always loving but never getting, watching the people you care about most leave you one by one!" "The more you care, the less you get!" "Yes, you're high and mighty. You hold all the power, and then I wish you enjoy the loneliness of being at the top!" No matter what Nathan said, Kelvin's expression remained calm, showing no emotion.

In the past, anyone who dared to be so presumptuous in front of him would have faced severe consequences! "Are you done?" Kelvin's thin lips moved. "You're blocking others from paying their respects." Nathan snorted, "The thought of you living in pain every day from now on makeshappy! Kelvin, you deserve this!" With those words, Nathan finally left.

Following him were Brandon and Isabella.