From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 729 I Would Never Be with Timothy! As soon as Tina heard gossip about others, she immediately perked up.

"Mr. Foster and Monica have been acting really unusual lately," Tina said animatedly. "They've been going in and out together, arguing less, and Monica has been receiving flowers frequently. It feels like something big is happening between them!" Penelope poked her temple with a finger. "When it comes to talking about your own love life, you stammer. But when it comes to gossip, you get all excited." Tina smiled sheepishly. "Penelope, human nature is all about gossip." "I care about both your and Monica's love lives. Tina, if you like someone, go after them. Be bold and express your feelings, at least you won't have any regrets, understand?" Penelope had high hopes for Nathan and Tina. They were such a good match. She had complete trust in Nathan's character, and Tina's lively and cheerful personality could bring a lot of joy and laughter.

Now that Tina seemed interested, it was just a matter of seeing if Nathan felt the sway. Next tPenelope saw Nathan, she would have to probe a bit.

"Alright," Penelope stood up, "I'm going to find Monica. You think it over. If he gets snatched up by another woman, you'll regret it." Tina watched Penelope's back. She propped her chin on her hand, her face wrinkled in thought, and sighed. "Penelope, I don't have your confidence, and I'm not brave enough. If I'm not sure he likes me, I won't express my feelings. I'm afraid of becoming a laughingstock." A small designer daring to confess to the president of Smith Group? She didn't know her place.

Tina turned back to her computer, looking at the design drafts, but Nathan's image kept popping into her mind.

Director's Office.

Penelope gave a symbolic knock on the door and then pushed it open.

Monica saw her. "Mrs. Davis, what brings you here today?" "Why are you being so sarcastic?" "I'm not. I'm just stating facts. How many days have you been in the office this month?" Penelope stuck out her tongue. "I've been busy with personal matters." Monica looked her up and down. "What personal matters? Planning for a second child?" "Oh no, a third," Monica corrected. "You already have two kids." "Monica, you're being a bit snarky," Penelope stared at her. "Aren't women in love supposed to be extra gentle and shy? I don't see that in you at all." "Who's in love?" "You are!" Monica corrected, "I'm just fulfilling a bet! I lost fair and square!" Penelope smiled. "How's that bet going? I've been busy this month and haven't been in the office much. I must have missed a lot of good shows. Tina said you and Timothy are getting along well." "I was forced!" Monica got excited at the mention of this.

Penelope said, "Looks like Timothy's been giving you a hard time, and you have no place to vent, so you're taking it out on me." Monica set her calendar upright on the desk. "See this?" she pointed. "I've been counting the days. Every day I cross off a day. Once I cross off thirty days, I'm free! If I ever bet with Timothy again, I'm a fool!" Penelope reminded her, "This month has thirty-one days." Monica looked like she had been struck by lightning, instantly drained of all energy, slumping in her chair. "Oh no, I forgot about that." 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! "It's not that bad," Penelope said. "It's just one more day." "One day, 24 hours, 1,440 minutes, 86,400 seconds," Monica counted on her fingers. "They say a day feels like a year. One more day feels like an extra year to me! Do you think it's easy to endure?" Penelope shrugged. "You've made it through thirty days, what's one more? Who knows, you might end up together for good." "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I will never be with Timothy!" "Don't be so absolute." "Absolutely!" Monica slammed the table. "Even if all the men in the world were gone, I wouldn't be with Timothy!" Penelope just smiled. "Monica, don't let it turn out that in your eyes, no man in the world compares to Timothy." Monica pointed to her eyes. "I'm not blind! I don't like him!" Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Cin!" "Hello," the delivery person stood at the door. "Are you Monica? Your flowers have arrived, please sign for them." Penelope raised her eyebrows. "Receiving flowers, huh?" Monica reluctantly signed for them and tossed the flowers onto the desk.

Timothy was doing this on purpose. He sent a bouquet of flowers to her office every day, right on time, without signing his name.

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Timothy was subtly staking his claim! open Though he couldn't be open about it, sending flowers every day told everyone in the jewelry department that Monica had a boyfriend! "Tulips, how beautiful," Penelope praised. "Timothy has good taste." "You like them? Take them." "He sent them to you. Why would I take them? Don't I have a husband to sendflowers?" As soon as she said it, Penelope thought carefully. Had Kelvin ever sent her flowers? Maybe he had, maybe he hadn't? And Monica, hearing this, immediately complained, "Don't mention Kelvin! It's all his fault I'm in this situation!" "How is it his fault?"

"It's his fault!" Monica fumed. "He deliberately tricked Madison, he acted so convincingly, so so deeply into the role that he fooledtoo. I thought he really had a change of heart and that you two had no chance, so I confidently bet with Timothy." And lost miserably. She couldn't see through Kelvin at all! Penelope blinked innocently. "So you wish he really liked Madison?" "Oh, I... no," Monica covered her face. "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything. It's my fault, okay?" Penelope smiled. "This month of being boyfriend and girlfriend might turn out to be a blessing, not a curse." "You take this blessing, do you want it?" "I'm married, I have a husband. Having a boyfriend wouldn't be appropriate, right?" Now it was Monica's turn to be speechless.