Chapter 125 He drove Penelope to commit suicide by slitting her wrists.

Coincidentally, there was an open fruit knife on the bedside table.

Penelope, trembling, reached out and tightly gripped the fruit knife, then fiercely slashed at her own left wrist.

Before taking action, she had considered swinging the fruit knife in her hand at Kemp.

But even if she was unwilling to forgive him, the four years of life and death companionship, the warm familial love, had already been etched into her bones.

Even though he had hurt and deceived her to this extent, she still couldn't bear to truly harm him.

Since she couldn't bring herself to harm him, she had no choice but to personally send herself on the path to the underworld.

The moment the blood gushed out, an unprecedented sense of relief filled Penelope's heart.

She finally managed to avoid the last bout of filth.

It was pretty good.

She could, to find her Ethan and Corona, on the road to the underworld, she would be dressed in her finest, to marry Lyman, fulfilling her promise.

Penelope suddenly stopped struggling, which Kemp found somewhat strange.

But almost immediately, he understood.

This shameless woman, her favorite thing was to play hard to get, to reject yet welcome. She would say no with her mouth, but who knows, maybe in her heart, she was longing to bear his child!

Kemp sneered, just as he was about to tear off her clothes, desperate and wild, the room's door was suddenly kicked open.

The servant followed Zackary shakily, "Mr. Hunter, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop Mr. Spencer..."

As soon as Zackary entered the room, he saw a large expanse of glaring red.

And all that red, it was dripping from Penelope's left wrist!

In an instant, his eyes were also dyed a bright red by the glaring blood-red color.

He landed a hard punch on Kemp's face, abruptly pulling him away, and then forcefully embraced Penelope into his arms.

"Penelope!"

Zackary shouted Penelope's name loudly, but Penelope, as if she were dead, showed no reaction at all.

Having been hit by this inexplicable punch, Kemp was extremely frustrated. Especially since his uncontrollable desire was still unable to be expressed.

The imposing man, radiating with overwhelming anger, clenched his fists and without any hesitation, he threw a punch at Zackary.

"Zackary, let her go!"

Zackary clenched his fists. If it weren't for the fear of further delaying Penelope's injury, which even a god couldn't heal, he would have torn Kemp apart!

With a fierce swing, Zackary brushed off Kemp's fist. He curled his lips in a mocking smile, his eyes and brows all filled with a chilling ferocity.

"Forcing a woman, even driving her to suicide, Kemp, you really are something!"

The sarcastic tone of Zackary pushed Kemp to the limit of annoyance. He stared at him coldly, his face full of disapproval. "Zackary, what do you mean by that!"

"This woman, Penelope, she killed my child. Just now, she even wanted to bear a child for me, she..."

Kemp's voice, abruptly stopped.

At that moment, he noticed that her wrist had been bleeding all along.

The fruit knife, glinting coldly and stained with her blood, lay on one side of the large bed. Clearly, she had just used this knife to slash at her own wrist!

Kemp's body, unable to control the trembling, suddenly became somewhat unsteady on his feet.

When he was forcing her, she had been struggling all along. Just now, she suddenly stopped struggling and lay motionless on the bed.

He thought she was playing hard to get, and once she achieved her goal, she would only be left with flattery. However, who would have known that she would become so quiet, it was not her intention to please him.

Instead, she committed suicide by slashing her wrists.

She would rather slit her wrists than let him touch her!

This thought enraged Kemp to the extreme, yet he couldn't suppress the unbearable pain in his heart.

He hadn't even had a chance to relax properly when a USB flash drive harshly hit him in the face.

"Kemp, I, Zackary, didn't like Penelope! But my woman, she's not just anyone that you can bully or falsely accuse at will!"

"Today, you and Pennie hurt her, I won't let either of you get away with it!"

Zackary dared not waste any more time, he quickly scooped up Penelope and rushed out of the room.

Until Zackary's figure disappeared from his sight, Kemp remained still on the spot, as if he were an old monk in meditation.

In his eyes, all he could see was the image of Zackary rushing out with Penelope in his arms just now.

Penelope's wrist was still bleeding.

Drop by drop, it seemed, it would never stop flowing.

It seemed as though it wanted to take away all her vitality.

"Mr. Hunter..." The servant approached nervously, but Kemp seemed as if he hadn't heard his voice at all.

After a long while, he slowly bent down and picked up the USB drive that had fallen on the ground.

Intuition told him that there must be something very important in this USB drive, perhaps, it was related to him or Penelope.

He quickly turned on the computer and plugged in the flash drive.

His computer responded extremely quickly. With a few clicks of the mouse, he was able to see the contents of the USB drive.

It was a video clip.

And the protagonists in the video were Penelope and Pennie.

The video had no sound, so he couldn't hear what Pennie and Penelope had said.

But he could clearly see that Pennie had suddenly knelt before Penelope, giving Penelope quite a fright.

Penelope probably didn't want to deal with Pennie, she tried to descend from the side of the stairs, but unexpectedly, Pennie suddenly plunged down the stairs.

Throughout the entire process, Penelope didn't lay a hand on her at all.

The moment Pennie tumbled down the escalator, Penelope was taken aback. She instinctively reached out to grab her, but Pennie was falling too fast, she couldn't catch her.

Kemp rewound the video and watched it again. It was still the same - Pennie had staged a play all by herself, and Penelope, who was outside the drama, was inexplicably involved in it.

After watching the video, Kemp was unable to snap out of it for a long time. His soul seemed to have been brutally thrown into a bomb, which exploded and completely shattered his worldview, leaving him feeling as if his soul had been scattered and life was worse than death.

At that time, he saw Pennie tumble down the stairs, and Penelope was still raising her hand, he subconsciously concluded that it was her who had harmed Pennie.

He thought, seeing is believing, how could what he saw with his own eyes possibly be false!

Unexpectedly, he really wronged Penelope!

The first time he wronged Penelope, he took one of her little fingers.

The second time he wronged her, he left her covered in bruises.

This time he wronged her, he destroyed the graves of her child and best friend, and even forced her to walk the path of the underworld!

The drops of blood falling from Penelope's wrist, like a slow-motion scene, replayed over and over again in his mind.

Accompanying it, there was also a sentence.

Kemp, you don't need to send me to hell, I was about to die.

She said she was about to die. It turned out, she wasn't lying to him, she truly had made up her mind to die!

Kemp rushed out of the room like a madman, but if she were dead, what would he, the executioner who had wielded the knife himself, do?!