Chapter 16 Who Has Stomach Cancer?

Bang!

The sound of the wine bottle shattering rang out in the private room. Zackary smashed the bottle on the table at Franklyn's head.

Everyone else just found Zackary's action weird, but none of them dared to blame him and they had to timidly flatter him.

Zackary ignored Franklyn, who was bleeding and screaming, and took Penelope away from Franklyn's arms under everyone's stunned gazes. He rushed to Horse House with overwhelming fury.

Penelope forced herself to hold on in the private room.

Her stomach was already fragile and she drank so much wine when it was empty. Now, she was having a bumpy trip in the speeding sportscar. She felt sick and thought that her stomach was bleeding.

Zackary rudely threw her onto the bed after Penelope returned home.

Penelope had difficulty breathing due to the pain. She didn't have the time to care about his rage and just wanted to get some painkillers to alleviate her pain.

She felt with difficulty and finally touched the medicine bottle on the nightstand.

There was only one pill in the bottle, and Penelope seemed to have grasped the last straw.

She took the pill to send it to her mouth, but before it, Zackary snatched it away.

"Penelope, you're eating contraceptives, aren't you? You took the initiative to go to that man! How could you be so cheap?"

"Zack, it's a painkiller..."

Penelope reached out her trembling hand. "Zack, give it to me. My stomach hurts so badly..."

"Hurt?" Zackary's smile was terrifying. "You don't feel pain in sex but only now? Penelope, you loose woman deserve to die in pain!"

Zackary coldly glanced at the pill in Penelope's hand and then threw it out of the window.

"Zack, no!"

Penelope wanted to take the pill back but she couldn't no matter how she tried.

The pain from terminal cancer was intolerable. Many patients died not because of the failure of organs but pain.

Penelope's lips turned blue because of the pain. She wanted to ease the pain, but the pill had been thrown away by Zackary. There was nothing she could do about it.

She climbed to the window with great difficulty and looked at the bustling vehicle outside the window in desperation.

The residential area outside was in a sea of lights, but there wasn't a place for her.

"Zack, look at those lights!"

"Penelope, somewhere under those lights will be our home."

Zackary used to affectionately whisper into her ears.

But where was their home now?

Penelope thought, "I've lost our home. I no longer have a home..."

"Penelope, tell me, how many men did you have a relationship with?"

Hearing his questioning, Penelope came back to her senses, and the next moment, her body was overthrown rudely by him. She was in so much pain that she seemed to have become a fish leaving the water. She had to curl up and gasped for breath with her mouth wide open.

"Zack, I only have you..."

"Heh!"

Zackary's smile became more sarcastic. "Penelope, how could you act like a chaste even if you're a bitch? You're disgusting!"

Zackary pressed her on the bed.

And then, he madly had sex with her.

After it was done, Penelope became extremely weak. She fell off the bed and her stomach made her retch uncontrollably.

In her vomit were traces of blood, and a drop of acid dropped to Zackary's feet.

He didn't hide the disgust in his eyes.

"Penelope, you're filthy!"

Penelope's pain made her consciousness blur, and she just subconsciously shook her head.

"Zack, I'm not filthy. I'm just sick..."

Seeing Penelope's sick look, Zackary felt a lurch in his heart. When he thought that she vomited hard because she disliked the sex with him, his eyes became gloomier.

She thought that Zackary was disgusting, but she didn't feel the same for Ralph and those old men. He must be crazy to think about her for so many years!

Fury once again flooded Zackary's heart. He exerted some strength and swung Penelope to the nearby sofa.

He wanted to torture her again when blood was spat out from her mouth. Immediately, she fell to the ground and remained motionless like a piece of shattered glass.

"Penelope!"

Fury filled Zackary's eyes, and he didn't even notice how much fear his voice carried.

He didn't dare to delay but carried Penelope to the hospital.

Only when he carried Penelope in his arms did he realize that she was terribly thin.

He remembered that she used to be fleshy. When did she become like this?

How long had it been since he held her last time?

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor brought Penelope into the emergency room.

Zackary was waiting anxiously outside when the door of the emergency room finally opened. He rushed over. "Doc, how is she?"

Dissatisfaction filled the doctor's face. "She can't drink so much alcohol when she has advanced stomach cancer! She's risking her life! Just wait to collect her body!"

Zackary was petrified for a long time before he could speak. He asked as if he was talking in sleep. "Advanced stomach cancer? Collect her body?"