Chapter 19 Penelope, You Don't Deserve It

"Zack?"

Penelope was taken aback by Zackary's actions. She thought, "Things have clearly gotten good between us. Why did he suddenly do this to me?"

"Penelope, you lied to me!" Zackary frowned in displeasure, his handsome face, which was known as the "once-in-a-millennium perfect face", was filled with rage. He looked just like a bloodthirsty demon.

"I don't understand what you mean by that," Penelope said with some difficulty. "And I've never lied..."

"You don't have stomach cancer at all, do you?" Zackary interrupted Penelope coldly. "Isn't it especially fun for you to play me for a fool?"

"Zack..."

Penelope was stunned for a long time before she realized what exactly Zackary meant by that. She cherished the relationship between them that had finally been improved. She didn't want any more unnecessary misunderstandings between them.

Therefore, even though her breathing was painful because of his grip, she struggled to defend herself. "I didn't lie to you. I really have stomach cancer. The doctor also said that I had terminal stomach cancer. I don't have much time left. Zack, in this last period of my life, let's get along well, okay?"

"Doctor?"

Zackary sneered as he violently flung Penelope away from him, watching her fall to the ground.

"Penelope, you really amazed me by conspiring with the doctor to trick me. Unfortunately, I have to disappoint you. I am not that stupid."

"I didn't conspire with the doctors to trick you. I'm really not feeling well, and terminal stomach cancer isn't a good thing. Why would I pretend to have such a disease?"

Penelope struggled to get up from the ground. She clutched Zackary's hand hard with cautious flattery. "Believe me once, okay?"

"Believe you?" Zackary smiled coldly. "You don't deserve it."

After saying this, Zackary no longer wanted to stay. He turned around and walked toward the door.

Penelope knew that if he left now, she might never see him again in the future.

She was dying. It didn't matter if she could never see Zackary again, yet she was afraid that if he got angry, he wouldn't keep his promise to save Ethan.

She grabbed the corner of Zackary's coat urgently. "You promised me that you would lend me the money for Ethan's surgery. The doctor said Ethan could have the surgery after recuperating for two or three more days. Can you lend me 160 thousand dollars first?"

"You are really doing everything you can to save that bastard. You even played such a clumsy trick as pretending to be sick."

"Ethan is not a bastard."

Thinking of something, Penelope quickly took out the paternity report. "This is the paternity report. Look at it. The hospital has stamped it. You are Ethan's father!

"Zack, please save Ethan, okay?"

Zackary didn't say anything right away. He lowered his eyes and stared unblinkingly at the paternity report in Penelope's hand.

Looking at the large red words, Zackary felt nothing but irony.

"Confirmation of paternity?"

Penelope nodded vigorously. "Yes, Ethan is indeed your biological son. I didn't abort our baby four years ago. There's nothing between me and Ralph. Zack, you are my only man."

"But I don't believe any words in this report."

Zackary's voice was even and icy. It sent chills down people's spines.

"I only know that four years ago, you thought that I was a poor guy, and in order to marry into the Hunter family, you didn't hesitate to abort our child. I only know that you ruthlessly smashed my child's body on my face. The glass bottle shattered, but I couldn't tell what was on my face, my blood or my child's blood.

"When I was agonized, you were sleeping with Ralph. You pretended to be pure to please Ralph, and to cover up the fact that you were with me, you went so far as to hire people to kill me. In a car accident, I was almost crippled..."

"Zack, that's not true! Four years ago, I broke up with you because of Lola..."

"Penelope, stop telling me that you broke up with me because you were forced by Lola. Slandering Lola will only make you more despicable.

"I don't believe you. I only believe my eyes."

Penelope was about to say something else when Zackary suddenly snatched the paternity report from her hand.

She thought he had changed his mind and wanted to take a good look at the report, but unexpectedly, the next second, he tore the report to pieces coldly.

"A bastard wants to be my son?"

Zackary snorted.

His bright eyes which had once mesmerized Penelope so much now looked so cruel. "Don't disgust me with that bastard here.

"I hate that bastard!"

Viciously throwing the torn paternity report onto Penelope's face, Zackary left without looking back.

A flurry of debris fell from Penelope's face, just like her broken heart, which could not be put back together.

Suddenly, she had no strength to chase after him. Penelope leaned against the corner and half crouched on the ground, wanting to quietly lick her wounds.

The door was suddenly pushed open. Penelope thought Zackary had come back. However, the person who pushed through the door was Ethan.

Ethan's small body was still wrapped in bandages. He limped in, looking a little funny and extraordinarily heartbreaking.

Penelope hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, not letting her vulnerability be exposed to Ethan. She smiled, "Ethan, what brings you over?"

"Mommy, I don't want Daddy anymore. I will never want him."

As he said this, Ethan's eyes were fixed on the debris on the floor. Penelope clearly saw that the hope in his eyes shattered, and they eventually became dim.

He murmured as if in a dream, "I don't need Daddy. I don't need him."

The small boy suddenly lifted his face to look at Penelope, his eyes carrying the firmness and seriousness that did not belong to children of his age.

"I don't want Daddy, so Mommy, don't let him bully you anymore. It hurts me to see you sad."

Penelope couldn't control herself any longer, her tears rolling down.

A three-and-a-half-year-old child knew how to care about her, but Zackary only knew how to hurt her.

Penelope understood how much Ethan wanted fatherly love. She was about to say something to comfort him when she heard him sob, "Mommy, do you really have terminal stomach cancer?"