Chapter 1043 This Slap is to Return to You
If anything happened to Penelope, Brandon would never forgive himself!
After a moment of chaos in the CEO's office, the room gradually quieted down.
Brandon and Thessaly stood by the elevator, neither saying a word.
Security guards stood behind them, watching closely to prevent Brandon from harming Thessaly.
After a while, Brandon spoke, "Content now?"
Thessaly laughed bitterly, "Content? Brandon, you act like you're the victim here. What have you really lost?"
"I lost Penelope!" he shouted.
Thessaly's voice was even louder, "Penelope was never yours to lose! How can you lose something that was never yours?"
Brandon's face turned pale.
He gritted his teeth, "I lost her trust, I lost the way she saw me. From now on, I'm the bad guy in her eyes. She'll never trust me again! She won't even consider me a friend!"
"Isn't that your own fault?" Thessaly shot back, "When you did those things, you should have thought about the consequences!"
Brandon's face darkened.
No, this wasn't the end!
It wasn't over yet!
He still had a chance to turn things around!
But Brandon couldn't say it, didn't dare to say it.
That was his last card... if he lost that, he would truly be finished!
Looking at Thessaly's beautiful face, Brandon raised his hand and grabbed her by the throat, "Turns out, the prettier a woman is, the better she is at lying! I watched out for Kelvin, for everyone, but you slipped through!"
Thessaly's breath caught.
The security guards immediately surrounded them, trying to pull Thessaly away from Brandon.
"Mr. Walker, let go!"
Brandon glanced at the guards and released his grip with a cold snort.
He even gave her a hard shove!
"I won't hurt her! Killing her, taking her life, what consequence would it do?" Brandon said, "It won't change anything! At most, it would just vent my anger!"
Thessaly staggered back, hitting the wall and gasping in pain.
First choked, then shoved, she felt like a cheap toy being tossed around by Brandon!
Catching her breath, she straightened up and looked at Brandon, "You think you can control everything, Brandon, but I'll break your plans! The more you want something, the further it will be from you! Now you have nothing, nothing!"
"Shut up!"
"Penelope knows everything now. She'll only despise you, distance herself from you, and never speak to you again! You're like a clown, not even worthy of admiring her from afar! She'll look at you with disgust... how does that feel?"
Brandon's chest heaved with rage, his hand raised high.
He wanted to slap Thessaly again!
But this time, Thessaly wouldn't stand still and take it.
She raised her hand and slapped him hard before he could react, fast and precise!
The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the floor!
Thessaly had slapped Brandon!
And it was loud and heavy!
Everyone around was stunned, and even Brandon himself was in shock for a long time.
He... got slapped by Thessaly?!
"Hitting a woman, what kind of man does that?" Thessaly withdrew her hand, "Brandon, even if I was dumb enough to love you, I wouldn't give you another chance to hurt me! This slap is payback for the one you gave me!"
She had remembered it, kept it in her heart, and today she finally struck back!
It felt good!
So satisfying!
Brandon instinctively touched his face.
He had been slapped? By a woman?
His anger surged, "Thessaly, are you looking to die?!"
Brandon, too, was a pampered scion of privilege, accustomed to a life of luxurious ease. He had never been humiliated like this.
And the one who hit him was a woman, a pawn he had been using!
His temper flared, and all his gentlemanly manners were thrown out the window!
Brandon reached out to hit Thessaly.
Thinking about how she had ruined his plans and exposed him, he wanted to hit her hard!
Thessaly wasn't afraid; she faced him head-on.
"Hit me, come on, who's afraid of who!" Thessaly shouted, "I don't care about dignity or image today, Brandon, I hate you, I wish you were dead!"
She charged at him.
The security guards, seeing this, reacted after a couple of seconds and quickly stepped between them!
One was the company president, the other a glamorous actress.
But now, they both looked like common street fighters!
The noise, the shouting, all mixed together.
Finally, the security guards forcibly pulled Thessaly into the elevator, separating her from Brandon.
Brandon's face was scratched, his clothes disheveled.
He straightened up with a dark expression and quickly left.
Emergency room of the hospital.
"Nothing serious, just a temporary fainting spell due to emotional stress," the doctor turned to Kelvin, "Give her some glucose, let her sleep, and she'll be fine."
Kelvin nodded.
Penelope lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face pale, lips dry.
Thinking about how she ended up like this because of Brandon, Kelvin frowned.
Brandon still held a significant place in her heart, which was why she got so upset, her blood pressure spiking until she fainted.
Kelvin pulled up a chair and sat down, waiting for her to wake up.
The room was quiet, and he watched the IV drip, drop by drop.
Waiting was hard, and his mood was anxious.
Kelvin couldn't help but think that when his illness worsened, if Penelope stayed by his side, she would sit by his bed, waiting for him, just like this.
Day after day, month after month.
And... one day, he might never wake up again.
Recently, Kelvin had been researching treatment options online.
Chemotherapy was effective, the only viable treatment, but its side effects were severe.
He would lose his hair, become gaunt, and lose a lot of weight, becoming a shadow of himself.
He didn't want Penelope to see him like that.
Thinking about it... Kelvin's gaze turned sorrowful. Would he have to push her away?
If Penelope stopped loving him and hated him as she did Brandon, then, upon hearing the news of his death, she wouldn't show any emotion.
No love, no pain, no sadness, no grief.
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