Chapter 175 For her, I braved all dangers, and I have no regrets in my life.

Seeing the mess in the box, Dawson was also startled.

After a brief moment of shock, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Wu Duncheng's level of psychological distortion is still as consistent as ever! Boss, you can rest assured now! That shameless woman must have been abused terribly! I bet she can't even cry now..."

Jett's voice abruptly stopped, because he found that his boss, who was always unmoved by the eight winds and had a temperament as calm as water, had eyes that were shockingly blood-red.

That was the shocking color left behind after the piercing, bone-deep pain.

Dawson looked at Everett with concern, "Boss, what's wrong with you? You look... you look like you're not doing so well..."

"The woman tonight, is Penelope." After a long, long time, Dawson heard Everett's voice, trembling as if it came from the distant horizon.

Dawson's eyes widened in shock once again, Ms. Sullivan?!

So, does that mean the person who was tortured horribly was Ms. Sullivan?!

No wonder the boss had become so strange.

Dawson wanted to say something, but at that moment, Everett looked too terrifying, he didn't dare to say a word.

He could only quietly leave the box to inquire about Penelope's current situation.

The incident of Zackary coming over tonight alarmed the manager of Delight Restaurant. As soon as Dawson asked, he got the whole story.

He walked back to the box tremblingly, only to find that Everett was still in the same position as when he left, as if he had turned to stone.

He lowered his head, speaking with trepidation, "Boss, I've found out where Ms. Sullivan is."

"Speak!" Everett suddenly turned around, startling Dawson into taking several steps back.

Dawson's lips trembled weakly for a moment before he carefully spoke, "Boss, I couldn't find out if Jett succeeded tonight. However, a few minutes before we arrived, Mr. Spencer came and took Ms. Sullivan away."

"When he was carrying Ms. Sullivan out, a waiter saw them. It was said... it was said that Ms. Sullivan was bleeding continuously, but no one knew where she was injured."

She had been bleeding...

Everett's chest hurt so much that he was almost suffocating. He clutched his chest tightly, the pain was still increasing rather than decreasing.

So much time had passed and Jett was so twisted, the chances of her backing out completely were almost zero.

Perhaps, she had already been...

He hurt her.

And in the end, the person who saved her, was not him.

Everett felt that even before he got close to her, he had already harshly pushed her into someone else's arms.

He hurt, he regretted, but he found, he couldn't let go even more.

Tonight, no matter what had happened, she remained precious in her heart.

He would spend his lifetime making up for the mistake he had unintentionally made.

For her, he braved all difficulties and dangers, without regret in his entire life.

When Penelope woke up, it was already the next morning.

She opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head. Eventually, all the confusion turned into deep humiliation.

Last night, she was clearly burdened with such heavy things that her consciousness was in chaos, yet she surprisingly still remembered what happened afterwards.

She had another affair with Zackary.

He, who had been determined to set boundaries, had a relationship with her.

Although she was forced, she still couldn't forgive herself.

She was indeed, dirty enough.

She even found herself dirty.

Zackary had always been accustomed to getting up early, he had already left the villa. Penelope, dragging her body that felt as if it had fallen apart, stiffly picked up the clothes that had fallen on the floor, casually put them on, and headed outside.

The clothes she was wearing inside were already torn to shreds, a sight too pitiful to bear. Fortunately, her woolen coat was made of thicker material, which Zackary couldn't tear even if he tried. Plus, this woolen coat reached her ankles. After putting on the clothes inside, she wrapped it tightly around her body, which could indeed cover all her embarrassment.

Winter deepened, the cold wind grew chillier, but as the biting wind blew on Penelope, she no longer felt the cold. All she wanted was to hurry back to her rented apartment and wash off the filth from her body.

She knew that by this time, Xavier must have already arranged for someone to take Ethan to school, but she still wanted to make a call to ask.

It was quite a coincidence, she had just taken out her phone when Xavier's call came through.

Every time Penelope thought about what happened last night, she felt extremely upset. For a moment, she didn't even know what to say to Xavier.

It was Xavier, his voice filled with immense joy, "Ms. Sullivan, what do you think of my grandson? Ms. Sullivan, didn't I tell you? Isn't my Evey exceptionally handsome?!"

"Evey?" Penelope paused, something flashed in her mind, but it was too vague, too unrealistic, she dared not confirm.

"Yeah, Evey. You've met Evey, didn't he tell you his name? That cheeky boy, always being mysterious! Ms. Sullivan, Evey's full name is Everett Murray, he's quite famous. You didn't want to go on a blind date in the first place, I was afraid that knowing Evey's identity would make you even less willing to meet him, so I never told you his name. Ms. Sullivan, don't blame me!"

"Ms. Sullivan, I just called Evey, and he said he was quite impressed with you. That boy, I thought he was into men, but surprisingly, he seems to have taken a fancy to you! Ms. Sullivan, do you have feelings for Evey?"

Listening to Xavier's passionate and well-intentioned voice, Penelope really couldn't describe what she was feeling inside.

Everett.

Xavier's grandson turned out to be the renowned Mr. Murray!

But last night, the person who appeared in the box was Jett.

Everett, in order not to have a blind date with her, or rather, to humiliate her, did not hesitate to bring in such a fly like Jett to disgust her!

Before the ridiculous encounters, she thought that Everett was different from those arrogant and indifferent men, he had a passionate heart.

In the end, she once again underestimated the cruelty of human nature.

"Ms. Sullivan, why aren't you speaking? What do you really think about Evey?"

Penelope was not a person who couldn't distinguish right from wrong. She knew, no matter how badly Everett treated her, Xavier only had sincere care for her.

Not wanting to worry him, she spoke softly, "It's fine."

After that, it was best that there was no intersection again.

Having received a satisfactory response, Xavier hung up the phone contentedly.

Penelope put her phone back into her pocket, her lips curling stiffly into a self-mocking smile. Like a ghost, she continued to walk forward.

She thought, strived to stand up, she thought, to make herself stronger, so, she cherished the opportunity to endorse Throne.

But looking back now, that endorsement really had nothing to do with her.

No matter how many people wanted to trample her underfoot, as long as she, Penelope, still had a breath left in her, she would always get better and better.

She would, in her lifetime, provide Ethan with the best protection.

Wandering the streets like a walking dead, Penelope didn't even know how she got back to her small apartment.

She took out her keys, just about to open the door, when she looked up and saw Everett standing outside the small apartment.