Chapter 611 I Will Always Be Partial to You
But Kelvin knew she didn't want it; she would push him away.
He once believed a kiss was merely a kiss, indifferent to her desires as long as his were met. Now, he realized that true magic lay in mutual consent.
Penelope leaned against Kelvin's chest, not moving or speaking.
The world around them was so quiet, it felt like they were the only two people left.
Kelvin gently stroked her hair.
"Penelope, I'm always on your side," he whispered. "Right or wrong."
He was biased, just like Brent was with Isabella.
Penelope mumbled, "You're unreasonable. How can you still be on my side when I'm wrong?"
"Because I want you to know that in this world, there's someone who will always be biased towards you."
After a few seconds, Kelvin's breath hitched. "So, Penelope, you don't need to envy anyone else, especially Isabella."
Her heart softened.
What moved people wasn't someone who was gentle from the start, but someone who became gentle and considerate just for her.
Penelope looked up. "Kelvin, I've always had a question but never found the chance to ask."
"What?"
"When did you fall in love with me?"
This question had been bugging Penelope.
Their first meeting was filled with endless hate.
In such hatred, how could Kelvin love her?
"Honestly, I can't say for sure." He leaned closer. "Penelope, if you count the time, it's been seven years between us."
"Seven years?" Penelope frowned. "Where did seven years come from?"
"Two years in the mental hospital, one year of our marriage, and four years after you left LA with Lucy."
Adding it up, it was exactly seven years.
Penelope still frowned. "How can you count the two years you threw me into the mental hospital?"
That was her hell and nightmare.
During those two years, she and Kelvin had almost no interaction!
He rarely came, and when he did, he just glanced at her miserable state indifferently.
At that time, Penelope would tremble with fear at the sight of Kelvin, not even daring to breathe heavily.
"It counts, Penelope." Kelvin sighed. "I watched your every move through the surveillance every day."
She was shocked. "Every day?"
"Yes."
Penelope never knew about this.
Kelvin spoke in a low voice, "To me, although my father and I didn't have a deep emotional bond, he was someone I respected. His sudden departure left me unsettled. I realized that over the years, we only talked about work and interests, not like family, more like partners. Penelope, you know, my parents divorced early, and my father married Lily, my stepmother. You know how she treated me. At that time, I had no outlet for my emotions and was convinced that your father caused my father's death. I projected all my pain and frustration onto you and your family. During those two years, whenever I had free time, I would watch you through the surveillance."
Kelvin would watch for hours.
At first, he just wanted to see Penelope's misery to gain some peace of mind and the pleasure of revenge.
But gradually, it became a habit.
Kelvin had to watch every day.
He watched when he woke up, before bed, during his free time, and even when he was busy, he would find a moment to watch.
He thought Penelope would collapse, go mad, become foolish, or want to die, but unexpectedly, she endured it all with strength, striving to survive in the direst circumstances.
"Penelope, your every move exceeded my expectations," Kelvin said. "You survived and adapted to the harsh environment. You seemed so delicate, yet you had immense strength within you."
Penelope quietly leaned against his chest.
She replied, "What strength? I just wanted to survive, to see my parents again. If I died, no one would take care of them."
That was the only thought that sustained her through two years of suffering!
Recalling the past always brought a surge of emotions.
"Why bring this up suddenly?" Penelope said. "I asked when you fell in love with me, and you changed the subject."
"I'm not changing the subject. I want to tell you that what attracted me was your enduring strength and independence."
At that time, Kelvin thought he was just habitually watching Penelope's surveillance.
Now, thinking back, he realized he was deeply attracted to her without even knowing it.
It wasn't until now that he understood!
So, when he needed a "Mrs. Davis," the first person that came to his mind was Penelope!
"Penelope, feelings develop unconsciously." Kelvin's lips touched her forehead. "If I had realized earlier that I loved you, I would have given you all my best."
Unfortunately, he loved her without knowing it.
He always suppressed his feelings.
Until the love surged, until he could no longer deceive himself, he dared to face his true feelings deep inside!
"So when did you realize you loved me?" Penelope asked. "The day you married me? Or the day I gave you the sleep aid aromatherapy?"
"It was the day I found out you were pregnant."
Penelope was shocked. "But at that time, we didn't even know the child was yours!"
"Yes, precisely because we didn't know, I realized my possessiveness towards you had reached an obsessive and terrifying level."
He was angry, but more than that, he was scared.
He was haunted by the fear that she loved another and would go to any lengths to bear his child.
Kelvin knew Penelope's character; if she wanted to do something, she would do everything to achieve it! No one could change her mind!
That was why Kelvin targeted Nathan everywhere, and why Kelvin always maintained hostility towards Brandon!
"I thought it was Nathan's child," Kelvin said. "I could accept you hating me, but I couldn't accept you loving someone else. And even more, I couldn't accept you having someone else's child. Penelope, at that moment, I decided that you would be my woman for life."
Penelope tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a faint, bitter smile.
"Yes, when you personally sent me to the operating table, you said something." Penelope recalled. "You said that if I abort the child, we can have a future."
It turned out that at that moment, Kelvin wanted to start over with her.
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