From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 588 I Have a Heart-Shaped Birthmark on My Waist Nicole always had these simple, innocent wishes. She just wanted her daughter, wherever she was, to live a good life like Isabella.

Even if her daughter didn't have it as good as Isabella, it was okay. As long as she was safe and healthy, Nicole could find speace.

But how could Nicole even begin to imagine what a four-year-old girl might go through after going missing? Maybe she was trafficked to sremote mountain village or forced to work in a coal mine.

Nicole couldn't bear to think about it too deeply.

Every tshe did, her heart felt like it was being ripped apart. It hurt so much that she ended up with a chronic headache that nothing could cure.

When the headaches hit, all she could do was lie in bed, feeling nauseous and dizzy, her breathing quick and shallow.

"Mrs. Davis, you're a mom too. I don't expect you to fully understand, but I hope you can at least get where I'm coming from," Nicole said, wiping away her tears. "Even if Isabella is adopted, I'll protect her with my life." Penelope looked away, trying to focus on something else.

Seeing Nicole cry made her feel like she might start crying too.

Suddenly, she felt a warm hand on hers.

Kelvin held her hand and gently pulled her into his arms. "Why are you getting so worked up, Penelope?" he whispered in her ear. "How do you know so much about the Mitchell family? Did Brandon tell you?" Penelope nodded.

"He told you all this?" Kelvin let out a low, sarcastic laugh.

It was hard to tell if he was mocking Brandon or himself for being so out of the loop. "Don't let Mrs. Mitchell's tears get to you," Kelvin said. "Penelope, if you're this soft-hearted, you're going to get hurt." He paused and added, "You're not always this soft. You can be as tough as nails with iner" If only she could share sof that softness and kindness with him, that would be amazing.

But that was just wishful thinking on Kelvin's part.

He raised his hand and brushed under her eyes. "These people aren't worth your tears. Got it?" Penelope met his gaze.

Kelvin continued, "If you cry for the Mitchell family, then for every tear you shed, they'll have to pay the price!" His tone was casual, but it carried a fierce dominance.

Penelope's breath caught, and she quietly looked into Kelvin's eyes, unable to speak.

Nicole watched the scene unfold.

Everyone in LA said Kelvin loved Penelope deeply.

He turned gray overnight for her.

He stayed unmarried for life for her.

He gave up having kids for her.

There were always stories about how much Kelvin pampered his wife.

Nicole used to think it was just gossip. She cfrom a prestigious family and married into a wealthy one, so she knew how these rich and powerful men operated.

Few of them were truly devoted.

For businessmen, maximizing interests was the nof the game.

Especially for a top-tier family like the Davis family, how could the head of the Davis family give up having descendants for a woman? But now, seeing it with her own eyes, Nicole started to believe all those rumors.

Kelvin's deep affection wasn't an act, and there was no need to put on a show at this moment.

His heart and eyes were full of Penelope. From his words to his actions to his subtle expressions, everything showed how deeply he loved her.

And Penelope? Faced with Kelvin's deep affection, she seemed a bit distracted and absent-minded, but she subconsciously held Kelvin's hand in return.

Nicole looked at their tightly clasped hands.

If everything went smoothly, logically, Brandon and Isabella should be this loving too. Nicole just watched without speaking.

Because she knew that at that moment, she was insignificant and that Kelvin wouldn't listen to her. Speaking up to make her presence known would only anger him.

At this moment, Nicole was even more determined to plead with Penelope! She couldn't get past Kelvin, but she might get past Penelope! There was still hope for Isabella! Penelope took a deep breath, the veins on her slender neck standing out. "I'm not crying for the Mitchell family, Kelvin. I want to cry for myself." Cry for her tragic fate, and her tic life.

There were too many things to cry about, but Penelope's eyes were dry, unable to shed a single tear.

She blinked and looked at Nicole. "All these years, have you ever thought about looking for your biological daughter?" "I want to find her every moment. When she first went missing, my world collapsed," Nicole replied. "But after all these years, where could I possibly find it?" She had already missed the best tto search.

Even Nicole herself didn't know what her daughter looked like now.

Was she fat or thin, tall or short?

"I have never given up," Nicole sighed.

"Although it's like looking for a needle as long as I keep in a haystack, as m lapking, there is still a glimmer of hope. Isn't life all about living on a glimmer of hope and a bit of longing?" Penelope also sighed. "Mrs. Mitchell, your daughter has a heart-shaped birthmark on her waist, right?"

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience ath for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Yes, how do you know? Did Brandon tell you?" Nicole was shocked. Such a private matter, Brandon even told Penelope. What was their relationship? How far had they progressed? And Kelvin, who was always calm, suddenly had a darkened expression at this moment. Because he knew that Penelope also had a heart-shaped birthmark on her waist! Why did the Mitchell family's missing daughter have one, too? A shocking thought filled Kelvin's mind! He turned to look at her. "Penelope!" Penelope had already stood up, her hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.

"Yes, Brandon told me." "Mrs. Mitchell," Penelope asked softly, "Do you still remember the location and shape of your daughter's birthmark?" "Of course, I remember!" Nicole said.

"If you see it again, can you recognize it?" Penelope said.

levergs littled "I definitely can!" Nicole nodded. "When my daughter was little would see her birthmark every day when I bathed and dressed her. It's etched in my memory; I can never forget it!" Nicole's emotions grew increasingly uneasy. "Mrs. Davis, do you know where my daughter is? Or do you have a friend who also has a heart-shaped birthmark on her waist?" She had a premonition that she would get a clue about her daughter! Penelope closed her eyes. "It'swho has a heart-shaped birthmark on my waist." As her words fell, Penelope lifted her shirt.

What caught the eye was the heart-shaped birthmark on the most slender part of Penelope's waist.

It was firmly imprinted on her fair skin and so conspicuous.

Kelvin had seen Penelope's birthmark countless times.