From Hatred to Passionate Love
Chapter 83 Is Fiona's Child Yours?

The night he had been with Fiona, he had just been diagnosed with oligospermia.

Logically, the chances of her getting pregnant were very low.

But low doesn't mean impossible.

That was his rebuttal to Lily's words.

He hadn't expected it to become reality.

"Since... she's pregnant, then take good care of her," Kelvin said. "It's my child, I will

take responsibility."

"Are you going to stay?"

"Of course, I'll stay."

Fiona got up happily, wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tight, "That's great, Mr. Davis, I was worried... you wouldn't want this child."

Kelvin paused, then gently patted her shoulder, "How could I not?"

"I didn't know I could get pregnant myself, I was afraid you'd misunderstand me, think I

was hiding the pregnancy on purpose, just to gain status through my child."

Saying this, Fiona glanced at Penelope, then looked away, appearing timid.

She bit her lip, "But your current wife is Penelope, this child has no status, what should we do... Ah, it's all because I'm of low status."

Kelvin answered without hesitation, "Her? She's nothing."

Penelope kept her head down, silent, as if she were invisible.

She was superfluous.

Kelvin had called her over to humiliate her, to let her witness his affection for Fiona.

Fiona said coquettishly, "Mr. Davis, our child will definitely be an excellent person, right? Although my current status is not respectable, it will get better and better!" "Hmm. You just rest assured and rest, leave the rest to me."

Fiona leaned into his embrace, "Mr. Davis, you're so good."

"The path ahead of you, I will pave it for you, you just have to walk it," Kelvin said. "No

one can be an obstacle to you and the child."

That was his promise to Fiona.

The dean and Penelope both heard it clearly.

Penelope thought, Fiona really had good fortune, enviable.

The dean's eyes crinkled with joy.

Indeed... having a child is effective, the age-old truth of gaining status through one's offspring.

Kelvin called for the doctor, gave some instructions, emphasizing the need for careful attention, "There can be no mistakes."

"Mr. Davis, rest assured, Mrs. Wright is under the care of the most renowned obstetricians in our hospital."

He "hmm"ed in response.

Regardless, Fiona was pregnant, the child was his, he had to take on the role of a father.

Although he didn't have much affection for Fiona in his heart.

But that night, it was destined to link their fates.

It must be fate.

"Mr. Davis, I'd like to say a few words to Penelope," Fiona swung his arm, "the pregnancy wasn't something I could control, I hope she doesn't mind."

"She's not qualified to mind."

"But she's still Mrs. Davis."

"That position will be yours sooner or later, I've told you before."

Fiona's heart bloomed with joy, though she maintained an innocent facade.

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"Sorry, Penelope, Mr. Davis and I were deeply in love, that's why I got pregnant. For the next few months, I just want to rest and have a smooth delivery, I hope you won't come to bother me, please."

The way she said it... as if Penelope was some kind of vile person.

"Me, bother you?" Penelope laughed, "I'd rather have some peace, not have you flitting in and out of my sight!"

Fiona bit her lip, "I know you're unhappy that I'm pregnant..."

"Happy, very happy!" Penelope replied, "I hope you marry into the Davis family soon!" "Thank you for your blessing."

Penelope: "......"

"By the way, when will the wedding ring be ready?" Fiona asked, "I want to wear it, looking at it every day during my pregnancy will improve my mood, and the baby will be healthy."

"I don't know."

She's a designer, not an employee dedicated to serving Fiona!

Kelvin spoke up, "Isn't that your job, aren't you responsible for following up?"

"...Fine." Penelope complied, "I'll give Mrs. Wright an answer this afternoon. Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to the company."

Kelvin said, "What's the rush, I'll go with you."

"Oh? Mr. Davis isn't staying with Mrs. Wright?" She flashed her standard eight-toothed smile, "I almost forgot, I haven't congratulated Mr. Davis yet, about to be a father." He gave her a cold glance, "Sarcastic."

Fiona added, "Penelope, your mouth really is unforgiving. But no matter what you say about me, don't harm my child."

"She doesn't have the ability," Kelvin stood up, "you rest well, I'll come again when I have time."

Fiona clung to his hand reluctantly, "Mr. Davis... you must come often."

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"Hmm."

Penelope just felt it was an eyesore and simply turned her head away.

Sitting in the car, Kelvin's expression was indifferent, showing no joy.

He looked towards Penelope's abdomen, curling his lips, "You've been living comfortably, relying on the fact that grandfather doesn't know, nurturing the bastard

in your belly. Now, Fiona is really carrying my child, do you think... you have anything left to rely on?"

She shivered inside.

"Penelope, everything you're doing now is in vain, you don't have the ability to give birth to him," Kelvin said. "A bastard, what's there to be so devoted to?"

Penelope replied with determination in her eyes, "Because it's my child, with half of my blood."

Kelvin's gaze suddenly darkened, "Daring to say such things in front of me, you're really courting death!"

But she laughed.

Since she had already offended Kelvin, she wasn't afraid of offending him further.

So, Penelope said, "At least I can guarantee, the child in my belly is mine. But can you

men guarantee, the child is definitely yours? Is Fiona's child, really yours?"

She even sneered.

Kelvin gripped her throat, "Say that again!"

"Don't understand? Men..."

His grip tightened, and Penelope suddenly couldn't make a sound.

Kelvin bent down, close to her, "From last night, in my eyes, Penelope, you're less than

a dog. You'd better behave, don't try to anger me, or what awaits you... will be hellish

pain."

He let go and raised his voice, "Stop the car!"

The driver quickly complied.

"Get out." Kelvin didn't even glance at her, "I've been too kind to you lately, nurturing

this attitude of yours!"