Chapter 138 In this world, there was no longer Penelope.

Watching the swarm of incoming patients, the terrifying legends about Green Mountain Hospital flooded into Penelope's mind like a tide.

The patients here loved to fight, bite, and hurt others. If she could beat them down, they would submit to her from then on. But if she had no power to fight back, they would bully her every day.

Countless gruesome images flickered before Penelope's eyes. She subconsciously shrank into her blanket, but the patients were getting closer and closer to her.

A creepy, cackling laughter echoed in the air, giving Penelope goosebumps all over her body.

"Quick, look! It's her! She's the one who stole our boss's face!"

As one of the patients finished speaking, a middle-aged woman dressed in colorful, ragged clothes pushed through the crowd and walked up to Penelope's window.

The woman's face was covered with crisscrossing scars.

Clearly, she was the so-called "boss" people talked about.

"Boss, don't worry, we're about to get your face back!"

"Wicked woman, who allowed you to steal our boss's face! Give our boss's face back immediately!"

"Come back! Come back!"

Amidst the clamor, several hands, carrying a faint stench of blood, reached out to scratch Penelope's face.

Penelope knew, her face could not possibly be switched with that of the disfigured woman. These people also did not have the capability to perform such a face swap.

Their so-called helping their boss to save face, was actually aimed at ruining her face!

Of course, Penelope didn't want her face to be scratched. She wanted to get out of bed and get away from these terrifying people. But now, she couldn't even move her legs, she simply couldn't escape from this hellish place.

She could only forcefully cover her face, not allowing those people to ruin her face.

She knew she was about to die, but every woman loves beauty. Even in death, she wanted to die clean and beautiful, not with a face full of scars.

"Give it back to me! Give me back my face!"

Seeing Penelope covering her face tightly, the woman who was leading became incredibly angry.

She grabbed Penelope's long hair and violently threw her to the ground, punching and kicking her relentlessly.

It hurt.

My stomach ached, my legs hurt, my whole body was in a burning pain.

Penelope's physical condition at that time was so weak that she couldn't even beat a four or five-year-old child.

Faced with so many incredibly strong patients, she had no chance to fight back, she could only let them slaughter her.

Fortunately, she had always taken good care of her face. Even though her body was in so much pain that she was almost suffocating, there wasn't a single scratch on her face from them.

"She was a devil!"

"She only had four fingers on her left hand! She was a monster!"

It was unknown who shouted a few words, but Penelope's left hand was firmly grasped by someone, "We must destroy this monster today!"

"Yes, we defeated the monster!"

Later, what these people said, Penelope could no longer hear. All she knew was that her body was in increasing pain, and, her body was continuously bleeding.

In the end, she couldn't even protect her own face.

In a daze, she saw the woman whose face was covered with knife scars, grabbing a rusty little knife. She swung the knife in her hand and slashed viciously at her face.

Couldn't hide anymore.

Penelope closed her eyes in despair.

Just when she thought she would end up like that woman, her face full of scars and wounds, who would have known that just as the small knife in her hand was about to pierce her skin, her wrist was suddenly broken. The knife in her hand flew out uncontrollably.

"Who dares to mess with our boss! It's simply seeking death!"

The person who said this, couldn't arrogantly stand up for her boss. Instead, she let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Penelope felt that she might be dreaming, or perhaps, she was already dead.

Because, she had actually seen Lyman.

Lyman was dressed in khaki casual wear. Despite his handsome youthful appearance, with a baby face and a clear and bright demeanor, he looked somewhat formidable at that moment.

Like a war god descended from the heavens, he kicked away the evil spirits who dared to harm Penelope, one by one, without any mercy.

The patients here were most likely to bully the weak and fear the strong. Seeing their companions beaten down and unable to move, the few who hadn't been beaten much didn't dare to attack Lyman again.

At that time, Lyman didn't have the time to deal with them, he just wanted to see how Penelope was doing.

He stepped forward, tightly pulling her into his embrace.

"Penelope......"

"Mr. Hilliard, is that really you? You came to pick me up?"

"It was me! It was me! Penelope, I'm sorry, I was late! Penelope, I took you to the hospital!"

Hospital...

Penelope had an unconscious aversion to hospitals.

She struggled to escape from Lyman's arms, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'm not! I want to go home! I want to go home!"

The hospital, with only its cold, sterile machinery and the smell of disinfectant, was a stark contrast to her small apartment, filled with photos of Ethan and Corona, and Lyman's ashes. She wanted to go home.

"Alright, I'll take you home!" Lyman knew Penelope hated going to the hospital, so he didn't insist.

Anyway, it was more convenient to have a private doctor come over to treat her wounds than to go to the hospital.

"Go home..."

Penelope reached out, wanting to touch Lyman's face.

The person in front of her was her own younger brother. They shared the same blood, which was why she had so much affection for him.

She also wanted to tell him, not to call him Mr. Hilliard, but to call him by his name.

Lyman, I was your sister, your biological sister.

However, she truly had no strength left to speak. She could only let herself be completely swallowed by the boundless darkness...

Penelope had been unconscious for three days, during which, despite his own injuries, Lyman had stayed by her side without taking a single step away.

That day, he arrived quite timely. Although Penelope had quite a few wounds on her body, none of them were particularly severe.

Her external injuries were well treated by a private doctor, but the internal ailments were not so easy to cure.

Today was a good day for Zackary and Lola's engagement, but Penelope still hadn't woken up.

Lyman knew that it was Lola who had sent Penelope to the Green Mountain Hospital. After bringing Penelope back from the hospital that day, he severely reprimanded Lola.

Had Dalton not given him a good beating, he would have certainly taught Lola a lesson that would make her question her life.

Lola and Zackary got engaged. Lyman really didn't want to go, but Dalton said if he dared not to go, he would make Penelope disappear completely.

He knew his father's methods all too well, he feared that he might actually make Penelope disappear. He planned to make an appearance at their engagement ceremony, then come right back.

He thought that once he returned, he would be able to stay by the side of the girl he loved. He never imagined that when he came back, Penelope would no longer be in this world.