Chapter 134 Without Lola's Death, How to Comfort the Departed Souls!

"Ah ah ah!"

Lola screamed in desperation, "Zackary, save me! My sister is going to kill me!"

Lola clutched her injured shoulder tightly, looking utterly panicked, "Zackary, save me! Save me..."

"Sister, could you please stop? Sister, after all, I've been calling you sister for over twenty years! How could you treat me like this!"

Penelope felt some regret that she hadn't been able to pierce Lola's heart with a single stab. Seeing her incessant wailing, she could also discern the element of play-acting.

She knew, once again, she had been set up by Lola, but, she couldn't turn back anymore.

She had never thought about turning back either.

After all, sending Lola to hell had become her only obsession in life.

"Lola, drop dead!"

Penelope tightened her grip on the fruit knife again, she mustered all her strength and continued to stab Lola.

Just this once, the knife in her hand did not stab into Lola.

She hadn't even touched Lola yet, she just felt a pain in her wrist, and the knife in her hand fell uncontrollably to the ground.

It was Zackary again.

Penelope had despised Zackary's meddling, but now was not the time to argue with him.

She only wanted to kill Lola, to avenge those she cared about the most.

Thinking about the filthy spit on Lyman's ashes, thinking about Ethan being torn apart by beasts, bloodied, thinking about Corona dying in the belly of a fish in extreme despair...

Penelope had completely lost her mind.

"Penelope, don't go crazy on me!"

Zackary saw that Lola had already been stabbed by her, yet she still remorselessly wanted to harm her. His face turned as dark as if it had been splashed with layers of ink.

His voice had no restraining effect on Penelope whatsoever.

She still trembled, her hands clutching the fruit knife as if a dying person had seized her killer, stabbing forward recklessly.

"Penelope, stop it!"

Zackary tightly gripped Penelope's wrist, previously, Penelope had attempted suicide by cutting her wrist, he felt heartache and pity for her.

But today, she was so unreasonable that all his tenderness towards her turned into anger.

"Zackary, let go of me! I'm going to kill Lola!"

She killed Lola, only then did she have the face to go underground to find those she cared about the most. She killed Lola, only then could she rest in peace.

"Penelope, I wouldn't let you hurt Lola!"

"Zackary, get away from me! Lola has committed countless atrocities. She has hurt me over and over again, she has killed so many people, she must die!"

Lola had to die, if she didn't, how could the spirits be appeased!

"Penelope, you've truly lost your mind! It was clearly you, hurting Lola time and time again! Penelope, wake up! If you dare to harm Lola even a little bit in the future, I will make you pay dearly!"

"Zackary, you may tear me to pieces! I don't care, I don't care at all! As long as Lola is killed, I don't care how I die!"

Unable to break free from Zackary's grip, Penelope was on the verge of collapse. Her voice involuntarily rose, "Zackary, you and Lola are two of a kind!"

"You colluded disgracefully, you despicable pair of dogs, you're all worthless! Get out, get out of my sight! I'm going to kill Lola!"

The surge of blood became increasingly intense, and Penelope's head was also severely dizzy.

What had been supporting her all along was her solitary courage. But no matter how brave she was, when her body was broken and her strength was gone, she couldn't make Lola pay for her crimes in blood.

She knew, she couldn't go on, soon, she might not even be able to stand.

This was her last chance to kill Lola!

Penelope bit her lip hard, forcing herself to struggle against Zackary's grip.

Seeing Penelope's unrepentant attitude, Zackary grew increasingly angry. With a sudden force, he nearly broke her wrist.

Her wrist ached so much that it felt like death, limp and devoid of any strength. The knife in Penelope's hand fell heavily to the ground. The sound of it hitting the ground was like a death knell for Penelope.

Penelope lowered her gaze, staring blankly at her own hands.

Suddenly, she really, really wanted to cry.

Her left wrist was wrapped in a bandage, a scar left from a suicide attempt by slashing her wrist. She couldn't exert any strength with her left hand.

At that time, her right wrist seemed to have been broken and she couldn't exert any strength.

Even, she couldn't pick up the knife that had fallen on the ground. Without a weapon, how could she avenge those she cared about?!

No!

Even if she was unarmed, she was determined to make Lola pay!

Wiping away the trickle of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, Penelope charged stubbornly towards Lola, like a moth drawn to a flame.

This time, she still couldn't hurt a single finger of Lola.

With a sudden force from Zackary, her body, like a butterfly with broken wings, fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up no matter what.

Seeing Penelope fall awkwardly, Zackary instinctively wanted to step forward and pick her up.

Before he could even take a step, Lola's faint voice echoed in the air.

"Zackary, it hurts, I'm in so much pain..."

"Zackary, am I going to die? It really hurts..."

Zackary paused in his steps, he quickly turned around and tightly embraced Lola.

A large amount of fresh blood, flowing down her shoulder, spread out on her clothes.

Lola wore a white down jacket today, that pure white was stained by the brilliant blood red, making it particularly shocking to the eye.

"Lola, I wouldn't let anything happen to you!"

Zackary held Lola even tighter, "Lola, we're going to the hospital!"

"Zackary, Brother Zackary..."

Lola reached out her small hand, gently caressing Zackary's brows and eyes, "Brother Zackary, I feel so bad, I think I'm really going to die. Brother Zackary, I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid I won't be able to see you anymore."

"Zackary, I really liked you, so much so, I was willing to give my life for you. I could never forget, the wonderful time we spent together, depending on each other for survival, four years ago."

"Zackary, if there is a next life, I would still love you unconditionally..."

"Zackary, I didn't want to hurt my sister, I truly believed she was ill. Zackary, should we take our sister to a mental hospital? Zackary, I wasn't afraid that my sister would hurt me, I was only afraid that she would hurt you..."

"Zackary, I beg you, you must take your sister to the mental hospital for treatment!"

Four years ago, the time he and Lola spent together, depending on each other for survival...

Zackary's thoughts gradually drifted away.

After he returned to his country, he did not immediately take over the Spencer Group, but started a business as a poor boy.

Four years ago, Lola had not yet been claimed by the Hilliard family, and he had been involved in a serious car accident due to Penelope's actions. If he hadn't undergone surgery in time, even if he had survived, he would have become permanently disabled.

Back then, Lola thought he was a poor boy. She couldn't seek help from the Spencer family, so she had to sell one of her kidneys to pay for his surgery.

He couldn't let Lola down.

And now, Penelope had hurt Lola, Lola hoped that he would send Penelope to a mental hospital!