Chapter 112 Zackary, I didn't want to have a child for you!

With that look in Zackary's eyes, Penelope knew all too well what he was going to do to her next.

She had already promised Lyman that once she woke up, they would be together, and she absolutely would not allow herself to have any relationship with Zackary again!

She exerted force with her hands, wanting to push him away. Before she could push him away, his irate voice resounded next to her ear.

"Penelope, you were dreaming!"

Immediately, it was the sound of clothes suddenly falling to the ground.

Penelope was filled with extreme hatred, her teeth ached from clenching so hard, but she couldn't escape in the end.

Her body trembled like a leaf in the wind. She opened her mouth wide, wishing she could bite off a piece of flesh from Zackary's shoulder, just as she wished she could have bitten off a piece of flesh from the man who had just bullied her.

But she tragically discovered that even if she hated him so much that her whole heart ached, she still couldn't bear to truly hurt him!

Zackary truly thought that Penelope had been with Kemp just now, but it was only after he possessed her that he realized she had not been with any other man just now.

Thinking that she did not undergo that kind of surgery to pretend to be innocent just to please Kemp, an indescribable joy suddenly filled Zackary's heart.

He was moderately pleasing, gently kissing the corner of Penelope's eye.

"Penelope, you didn't do it with Kemp."

Hearing Zackary's voice, Penelope's body trembled even more violently, her teeth chattering. "Zackary, what does it matter to you whether I was with Kemp or not!"

Penelope knew, her strength, could not match his, but she still tried to break free from him.

After failing once again, she was so filled with hatred that every pore on her body was trembling.

"Zackary, get out!"

"You treated me like this, what's the difference between you and those men just now?! Zackary, you disgust me just like those men!"

The tenderness in Zackary's eyes froze in an instant.

What were those four men?!

This woman, she actually dared to compare him with those four disgusting men!

Who gave her the nerve!

A torrent of rage once again swept over Zackary's mind, he had already forgotten what day it was. All he wanted was to conquer this infuriating woman in front of him with his actions!

Penelope didn't know how long it had been before Zackary finally let her go. All she knew was that, in the end, her body was in so much pain that she could hardly stand.

She fell to the ground in a mess, like a puddle of mud. As he was straightening his clothes, she tried to stand up from the ground, but her legs were as soft as cotton. Even with the support of the wall, she couldn't stand up.

She knew, the more miserable she was now, the more Zackary would gloat. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction.

In so much pain that she was nearly dying, Penelope still bit her lip hard, gripped the doorknob tightly, and managed to stand up from the ground.

Her legs, trembling incessantly, she struggled to pick up the coat that had fallen on the ground, wrapping it around herself. She forced herself to straighten her back, then stiffly, step by step, she walked towards the outside of the wooden house.

The sun had set.

Outside, the light was gradually fading, but Penelope didn't care. There was no light left in her heart. Whether the outside world was bright or dark, it made no difference to her.

She just felt sorry for Lyman, the person she felt she had wronged the most in this world.

She wanted to be with him, she wanted to treat him well, but Zackary, this demon, just wouldn't let her go.

Apart from this overcoat, almost all of Penelope's other clothes were ruined by Zackary. The harsh winter was really cold. Penelope, who was naturally afraid of the cold, was shivering even more with only an overcoat wrapped around her.

"Penelope, get back here!"

Zackary was already angry, and seeing Penelope running outside wearing only a coat made him so furious he wanted to kill someone.

Unaware of his voice, Penelope continued to walk forward, trembling with each step.

"Penelope, you ran out dressed like that, do you just love being ogled by men?!"

Penelope stiffened, she didn't want to be gawked at, but she loathed seeing Zackary even more, truly detesting him to the point of not wanting to spare him an extra glance.

Anyway, there wouldn't be many people in such a place. Besides, her coat was quite long, reaching her knees. Although it was really cold, she wouldn't be seen inappropriately by anyone.

It didn't matter anymore.

Seeing her continue to walk forward even after he had said all that, Zackary was so angry that his heart, liver, and spleen were all aching.

He quickly stepped forward, unceremoniously scooped up Penelope, and briskly headed in the direction of Cornish.

At that moment, Penelope was resisting his embrace with all her might, trying desperately to break free. However, a sudden spasm in her stomach caused her so much pain that she could no longer muster any strength.

Until he put her in the back seat, she still couldn't muster any strength.

The Koenigsegg shot out like a bolt of lightning, further muddling her consciousness.

She numbly opened her eyes, staring at the car ceiling, wondering when this absurd and painful time would end.

It was close, once she died, everything could finally come to an end.

She was somewhat worried that she wouldn't be able to wait for Lyman to wake up.

A sweet metallic taste filled her throat, but Penelope didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of Zackary, didn't want him to think she was playing some kind of victim card again. She forced herself to swallow back the blood.

Zackary didn't take Penelope to Silverybay Estates, instead he returned to Horse House.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Penelope lunged for the bottle of painkillers on the bedside table.

She didn't even bother to pour water, she just poured out several pills and put them directly into her mouth.

Before the painkiller could be swallowed, Zackary had snatched the pill from her hand, along with the medicine bottle he had torn the label off, and threw them out the window.

"Zackary, you lunatic, you gave the medicine back to me!"

"Penelope, were you so afraid of carrying my child, Zackary?!"

Penelope was taken aback, she really hadn't expected that Zackary had mistaken her painkillers for emergency contraception again.

She couldn't be bothered to explain to him, just moved her lips tiredly and wearily, "Zackary, you're sick!"

"Penelope, speak up! Were you so unwilling to have a child for me with Zackary?!"

Penelope found the question he kept asking extremely hilarious.

She was willing to have children for him.

Even in this lifetime, all she wanted was to bear his children.

But she was willing, so what could be done?

She had gone through countless hardships to give birth to Ethan, but he cruelly abandoned their Ethan for Lola.

Later, she became pregnant again. In order to please Lola, he personally ordered the doctor to crush the child in her womb with forceps, killing it!

Thinking of the tragic death of her two children, Penelope's eyes were so red they almost seemed to bleed.

She wanted to cry, but in the end, she ended up laughing at herself mockingly.

"Yes indeed! Zackary, I don't want to have children for you! Even if I were to have children for any Tom, Dick, or Harry, I would never have children for you, Zackary, again!"