Chapter 185 He missed Penelope so much that it hurt his heart.

It was not just a wasted effort, given the ruthlessness of Lola and Ralph, if they knew they were seen by Penelope doing such a thing, they would never let her leave the room alive!

"Penelope, I don't have much patience, I'm giving you three seconds to think! If you continue to be stubborn, don't ever think about turning your life around in this lifetime!"

Kemp knew in his heart that threatening a defenseless woman with such conditions was truly despicable. Although he had never been a paragon of virtue, he disdained to threaten a woman with such lowly tactics.

But what could he do, he wanted Penelope so badly.

Thought until my heart ached.

She was like a spell, lingering in his mind and heart. In the midnight dreams, every time he broke into a sweat in his sleep, it was all for her.

Kemp had always been satisfied with his strong self-control, so this repeated near-hysterical loss of control left him feeling uncomfortable and angry.

He firmly believed that he could never fall in love with Penelope, so, to him, she was merely the object of a man's physical pursuit.

Perhaps, having obtained her body, he would no longer go mad for her, and he would not become increasingly unlike himself.

"Mr. Hunter, don't touch me!"

Penelope didn't want to disturb Lola and Ralph outside, but she also didn't want to let Kemp have his way.

She stomped on him hard, and taking advantage of his momentary stupor, she quickly wriggled out of his grip.

The space in the bathroom was really too small. She had nowhere to escape from his relentless pursuit.

She wanted to break free and get far away from him, but Lola and Ralph were outside. If she went out, her situation would only become more dangerous.

"Penelope, you really are the type to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

Without giving Penelope any chance to escape, Kemp forcefully pinned her to the ground.

"Mr. Hunter, let me go! If Ralph finds you here, don't think you'll get away unscathed!" Penelope took a deep breath, trying hard to keep herself calm.

"Really?"

Kemp didn't take Penelope's threat seriously at all, "Penelope, do you think I would be afraid of him?!"

Indeed, the current Kemp no longer needed to take Ralph into consideration.

After returning to the Hunter family, Kemp had no idea what had happened. All the power and wealth of the Hunter family had been handed over to him. As for Ralph, he was nothing more than an empty shell with the title of the second young master of the Hunter family. Kemp could crush Ralph with a flick of his finger.

"Penelope, you're nothing but a filthy woman, selling yourself by the pound. Zackary and his lot could buy you, and so could I, Kemp!"

The flame in Kemp's eyes was burning more and more terrifyingly. Penelope wanted to slap him hard, to wake him up, but she was afraid. She feared that the noise she would make would alarm Ralph and Lola, so she could only grit her teeth and withdraw her hand.

Kemp had also noticed this. His actions became more and more presumptuous. "Penelope, stop always acting like a chaste maiden being bullied! If it weren't for your somewhat decent face, even if you threw yourself at me, I, Kemp, wouldn't want you!"

"Ten million, accompany me once! After tonight, we're square, no more involvement!"

Ten million times...

Ha!

Penelope chuckled softly, Kemp really thought highly of her!

What a pity, the money earned from selling meat, she, Penelope, found it dirty!

Taking a deep breath, Penelope had tried her best to stay calm, but her voice still carried a noticeable tremble.

"Mr. Hunter," I had said, "the man that I, Penelope, set my eyes on, doesn't need to give me money. I am willing to give myself to him without reservation, to live and die with him, never to leave or forsake him! But the man that I, Penelope, look down upon, no matter how much money he gives me, I disdain!"

"Mr. Hunter, it's really pointless to keep forcing a woman who clearly has no interest in you!"

"Penelope!" Kemp's voice involuntarily rose a few notches due to his extreme anger. Fortunately, the door was already closed, and Lola and Ralph were so engrossed that they didn't notice the sound coming from the bathroom at all.

"Penelope, could you repeat that for me?!"

"Mr. Hunter, I have no respect for you, so please, stop humiliating yourself!"

Kemp was so angry that his pale face turned completely black as thick ink.

Looked down on him!

She looked down on him again!

He, Kemp, where exactly did he fall short compared to Zackary and Lyman!

In front of other men, she was willing to do any demeaning acts to please them, but in front of him, she was addicted to acting like a virtuous woman!

That was fucking disgusting!

"Evil comes from the heart," Kemp's words became increasingly cold and harsh, "Penelope, do you think I fancy you?! If I wanted you, it would only be to taste what the lowest whore in Sea City is like!"

"Penelope, I only wished that after we settled our financial matters, you wouldn't shamelessly cling to me!"

Seeing Kemp start to go mad again, Penelope was so anxious that fine beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.

Lola and Ralph, with no intention of leaving, seemed trapped. Here, they could only be at the mercy of Kemp!

But she didn't want to become Kemp's woman!

Even when they were relying on each other for survival in the dungeon, she had never thought that one day, she would become his woman.

"Kemp, if you want to kill me again, feel free to continue!"

Kemp's body suddenly stiffened.

He stared intently at Penelope, his eyes, growing colder and colder, were momentarily filled with boundless crimson.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to say, "Penelope, go to hell! You filthy woman, you deserve to die a thousand times over!"

He found that he couldn't utter these words.

Because, he was terribly afraid that she would die.

And she, indeed, would die.

That time he forced himself on her, she attempted suicide by slashing her wrists. That vast expanse of glaring red, he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Kemp clenched his fist and swung it down hard.

Penelope thought he was going to hit her, and she instinctively closed her eyes tightly.

Surprisingly, Kemp's fist did not strike her, but instead smashed into the ground beside her.

"Penelope!"

He abruptly lifted his face, staring at her unblinkingly, like a fierce beast that had fallen into an abyss with no hope of survival.

His voice suddenly dropped several notches, "Penelope, why?"

Penelope had never expected Kemp to suddenly ask such a question, she was somewhat stunned.

A sentence without a head or tail, only a ghost would know why!

"Penelope, why could you like others, but always looked down on me!"

"Why?!" By the end of his speech, Kemp's voice had become somewhat hoarse, as if someone had strangled his throat, he roared in despair.

Penelope didn't speak immediately, instead she lowered her eyelids, staring unblinkingly at her left hand.

The bandage on her left hand had been soaked with blood again, it was time to change it.

She calmly unwrapped the thick bandage on her left hand. When she got to the innermost layer, it was stuck together with pus and blood, causing her pain. She couldn't help but slightly furrow her brows.

She flicked the back of her hand, with a hint of world-weary self-mockery, "Mr. Hunter, I don't have a masochistic tendency. If I tortured you over and over again, without any reason, leaving you bruised and battered, even chopping off one of your fingers, would you still like me?!"