From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 653 Can You CallMom Brent really messed up big time, and he hadn't even tried to make things right or do anything to fix it. There's no way he could be forgiven! If he wanted forgiveness, he knew exactly what he needed to do.

Back in the day, Brent went all out to marry Nicole. Now, he should be going all out to win her back! Only by risking everything and showing 100% genuine sincerity could he have even a tiny chance! But someone as selfish as Brent was never going to put in that much effort.

He didn't love Nicole, nor the other woman who gave birth to Isabella. From start to finish, the only person he loved was himself! "The good thing is, I gave birth to you," Nicole said with a gentle smile. "My health was really bad, and I went through a lot while carrying you. The doctor kept saying that after having you, I wouldn't be able to have another child. But I felt it was all worth it. I only have one daughter, but that's my greatest blessing." Penelope's eyes filled with tears.

After so many years since Grace passed away, she felt the deep love of a mother again.

Over the past few years, she had beca mother herself, giving birth to Sam and Lucy, and she poured all her love into her two kids.

She was the one giving motherly love.

But she never expected that on this day, she could feel motherly love from Nicole again.

It was genuine love with blood ties, family affection, and warmth! Nicole looked at her with eyes full of compassion. "I no longer have a husband, no longer have love, and my marriage is a mess. But I still have a daughter. Penelope, can you callMom?" Nicole had recounted so much of the past without any choking up, as if she were telling someone else's story, feeling nothing herself.

But this short sentence, "Can you callMom?" was incredibly hard for Nicole to say, and she choked up several times.

Penelope lowered her head.

"Penelope, I only have you, and this is my only wish," Nicole said, sniffling. "It's been over twenty years since I last heard you callMom." Penelope stayed silent, words failing her.

The mother and daughter had been separated for so many years, with no emotional foundation.

Although Nicole was very kind, gentle, and compassionate, Penelope thought she needed more time.

With a little more time, she could sincerely call her "Mom." She was an introverted person who didn't express herself easily.

Nicole waited quietly, but still didn't hear the word.

She was a bit disappointed.

However, Nicole quickly composed herself. "I was too impatient. I should have waited. How could I expect you to change what you callright after the paternity test? I didn't think it through." "Penelope, if you have tanother day, taketo meet Connor," Nicole said. "He raised you, and that kindness will always be there. I need to thank him properly for taking care of you during the years I wasn't around." "Okay." Nicole began to plan. "What should I buy? What does Connor like? I'll ask Brandon later. I can't visit empty- handed. I owe him a huge debt of gratitude." "Dad isn't someone who cares about material things," Penelope said. "Your presence is the best gift." "That's not right." Nicole shook her head. "Etiquette still matters. And, Penelope, he'll always be your dad. You can keep calling him that; you don't need to change. But Brent..." He didn't deserve it! He didn't raise her, only cared about his own interests! He never acted like a father should! "I get it, Mrs. Mitchell. I know it in my heart." Penelope knew who genuinely cared for her and who was just flattering her for their own gain.

Nicole looked at her deeply, understanding everything without words. They were family, embarking on a long journey ahead.

After seeing Nicole off, Penelope's mood dropped, and she seemed listless.

Kelvin sat quietly beside her, not holding her hand or speaking, but always steadfastly by her side.

After about five minutes, Penelope suddenly turned to look at him.

"What?" Kelvin raised an eyebrow.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" "I didn't want to disturb you." "Don't you have something to say to me?" Penelope asked. "Is that it?" Her tone was a bit sharp, and somewhat provocative.

Kelvin shook his head. "I wanted to let you have squiet time." "Can't you comfort me?" Penelope continued.

"Do you need my comfort?" "Yes!" Kelvin looked at her, his eyes deepening. "You know, Penelope, I'm not very good at comforting people." "Then learn it for me!" After saying this, Penelope felt she was being unreasonable and difficult.

However, Kelvin wasn't angry and still spoke in a calm tone, "Okay. I'll learn." Penelope's temper felt like it was hitting a soft cushion.

Kelvin didn't take the bait at all.

She felt a bit embarrassed and softened her tone. "I'm just venting, making trouble out of nothing. Why do you keep giving in to me?" "Because I know you're venting, so I give in to you." "Huh?"

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"Let it out; don't keep it bottled up," Kelvin said. "I'm your husband. I'dan take and tolerate your bad temper." Penelope paused for a few seconds, then smiled.

To be honest, after messing with Kelvin a bit, she did feel much better.

Maybe that was the meaning of marriage.

No matter the good or the bad, there was always someone standing by your side, experiencing all the joys and sorrows with you.

"Do you want to go to the office?" Kelvin asked.

"Yes!" He extended his hand. "Let's go." Kelvin gently lifted Penelope from the couch as she placed her hand in his.

The King Manor returned to its peaceful and quiet state.

At the Walker family, Isabella stood in the living room, feeling like she was dreaming.

"Am I really back?" she murmured to herself. "Can I really cback?" She thought she would never set foot here again in her life.

Once, this was her home.

After getting engaged, she moved out of the Mitchell family and lived with the Walker family, already becoming half the mistress of the house.

Every corner of the Walker family was incredibly familiar to Isabella.

Brandon stood beside her.

"Of course, you can cback, Isabella. You still have a chance," Brandon said. "As long as you..."

Isabella cut him off, "Are you trying to persuadeto give the antidoten again?"Nisabella, I'm trying to help you, not harm you."