From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 601 They Clearly Look Somewhat Alike Sam still looked skeptical. "No way, we need a paternity test, or I won't be able to relax!" He grabbed Penelope and started heading out.

Penelope was frustrated. "I'm not going." She thought, 'Seriously, two paternity tests in one day?' "Sam," Penelope said. "I promise you, you're my biological child. You're the older brother; you were born a few minutes before Lucy. There's no need for a paternity test." "We have to do it; this test has to be done!" Sam was dead serious.

He kept trying to drag Penelope along, but she wasn't having it.

Just then, Kelvin's voice cut in, "What test?" Penelope's heart skipped a beat.

Sam was also caught off guard.

When did he get here? How much did he hear? Penelope looked up at Kelvin. He had changed into a gray casual shirt and black pants, looking pretty laid-back.

Penelope's mind went blank, unsure of what to say.

But Sam was quick on his feet and immediately said, "You misheard!" "I definitely didn't mishear," Kelvin said.

Sam tried to change the subject. "You totally misheard. I wasn't talking about a test.

You misheard. Auntie, I'm kinda hungry, can you go geta pancake?" "Why is he still here?" Kelvin asked. "Isn't he supposed to go back to the Walker family?" Penelope replied, "You know the situation with the Walker family right now. Brandon is busy and can't handle everything. Plus, my dad lives alone and gets bored, so I brought Sam over." "You're really considerate," Kelvin said.

"With Lucy not around, having Sam here is also a comfort," Penelope said.

Kelvin walked over and took Sam's other hand. "Let's go." "Where to?" Mother and son asked at the stime.

"To get a pancake," Kelvin said. "I happened to drive." Sam couldn't help but burp.

He was already stuffed from dinner; how could he eat a pancake? But he had already said it.

"Yay!" Sam said happily. "Uncle Kelvin, you're the best!" Kelvin raised an eyebrow. "When you need me, I'm Uncle Kelvin. When you don't, I'm old man Kelvin?" Sam pretended not to hear and happily ran outside. "Let's go get a pancake!" Penelope's mouth twitched. Maybe she should send him to acting school; he would definitely win an Oscar! "Why do you spoil him so much?" Penelope looked at Kelvin. "It's so late. Where are you gonna find a pancake?" It was already past ten, and the shops were closed.

Plus, this was a villa area, quiet with few people, no commercial spots. It would take a half-hour drive to maybe find a place to buy food.

"I'm not spoiling him," Kelvin replied. "I just want to spend more twith you." He was so straightforward that Penelope was stunned, not knowing how to respond.

Before she could react, Kelvin had already taken her hand. "Let's go." She instinctively followed him.

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But Kelvin held on tighter. "Penelope, we're still married." Even if her heart was somewhere else, he still had her by his side.

"I know you want a divorce," Kelvin said, looking straight ahead, his steps steady. "I'll figure out a way to make sure Grandpa doesn't block it. But for now, let's focus on Lucy's situation and your background." After a few seconds of silence, he added softly, "So, please bear with being Mrs. Davis a little longer." Hearing this, Penelope quickly glanced up at his profile.

When Kelvin said this, his tone was calm and normal.

But Penelope caught a hint of regret.

This was Kelvin.

Kelvin had never been so humble and yielding, except when he was with her.

"How could being Mrs. Davis be a burden?" Penelope said softly. "High status, surrounded by stars, a billionaire's young wife—it's what many women dream of, isn't it?" "Have you never felt burdened?" Kelvin asked. "Never felt wronged?" "In our marriage, I've felt more than just wronged," Penelope said.

Kelvin pressed his lips together and fell silent.

"I felt wronged, from the forced marriage at courthouse, to your kindness to Fiona, to the loss of our first child, to your suspicions about Nathan," Penelope said. "But the thing that wrongedthe most, you'll never understand." "Penelope, what wronged you the most?" Kelvin asked.

'When I loved you, you didn't love me.

When I was tired and wanted to leave, you poured ax your love onto me. Sthings, when not received at the time, lose their joy when given later. "Hurry up!" Sam had already run to the car, urging. "If we're any later, we won't get the pancake!" Their thoughts were interrupted.

Penelope smiled. "Coming." Kelvin drove slowly, taking nearly an hour, and finally found a small stall at an intersection selling pancakes.

The vendor was about to close up.

"Excuse me," Penelope said. "One pancake, please."

"Alright, if you were two minutes later, I would have left. You're my last M customer, the vendor said. The vendor was very chatty.

"You three are the most good-looking family I've ever seen," the vendor said.

"Handsman, beautiful woman, and such a cute and smart kid!" Before Penelope could explain, Sam spoke up, "We're not a family of three! He's not my dad!" The vendor was stunned. "Not your dad?" "Yeah!" Sam said. "He's just a guy I know, an uncle!" The vendor looked closely at Kelvin and Sam under the light.

He muttered, "What's going on? You look somewhat alike. Did I see it wrong? dris the light too dim?" Penelope quickly said, "The pancake." "Oh, right." The vendor turned his attention back to the pancake, packed it up, and handed it to Sam.

Penelope breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid the vendor would keep talking! "Yum! So good!" Sam took a big bite. "Auntie, do you want some?" Penelope silently shook her head.

She wasn't hungry at all.