Chapter 203 Penelope, Shamelessly Acting Out in Public!

Penelope was not faint-hearted, but she was still frightened by Everett's words.

She was touched by Everett's trust in her, but being pursued by someone like him was truly terrifying.

She didn't want to become the public enemy of thousands of women.

Moreover, she didn't interrupt to start a new relationship.

"Mr. Murray, we are not suitable," Penelope said. What she hated the most was the behavior of stringing people along when clearly unable to give them a result. She preferred to cut the Gordian knot.

"Mr. Murray, to be honest, I have no intention of dating. Right now, I just want to work hard and provide a better life for Ethan."

During the last blind date, Xavier was really hard for her to refuse. She didn't want to harm others with her own body.

"Penelope, Ethan needed a father."

Everett stared unblinkingly at Penelope, his eyes so deep they seemed capable of drawing in one's soul, "And I, am the most suitable choice."

"Penelope, I know, we haven't known each other for long, and you can't accept me so quickly, but I'm willing to give you time."

Penelope half-lowered her eyelids, taking a gentle sip of water. She admitted, Everett was right, Ethan indeed needed a father. And Everett, even if she was no longer around, would protect Ethan well, allowing her to leave in peace.

But she couldn't be so selfish.

"Mr. Murray, thank you for your deep affection, but we, we really aren't suitable."

Fortunately, the steaming hot meal was served quickly, which conveniently diverted the previous topic.

Penelope enthusiastically scooped a spoonful of fish for Everett, "Mr. Murray, you must try this, the boiled fish from this restaurant is really quite good! It's spicy enough, flavorful enough, and leaves you wanting more!"

The memory of being forced by Lola to swallow a live fish was too terrifying, Penelope didn't have the courage to eat fish, but the aroma of this boiled fish still made her mouth water.

Actually, every time she ate boiled fish, what she liked the most was drinking the fish soup.

The fish soup from this restaurant was particularly flavorful, she could drink a large pot of it!

Just that, the her of the past, loved spicy food, but the her of now, her stomach is too fragile, she dares not eat spicy food anymore.

She could only smell the aroma, swallowing hard.

Penelope would reject him, which was within Everett's expectations, so he didn't feel much disappointment. Seeing her adorable look of salivating over the fish soup, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Want to try?" As he spoke, Everett had already picked up a piece of fish for Penelope, thoughtfully removing the bones.

Seeing that she had no intention of picking up her chopsticks, he couldn't help but speak up, "Why aren't you eating? Can't bear to eat?"

"No, I can't handle spicy food," Penelope said, swallowing hard. She picked up a piece of stir-fried lettuce from the side, forcing herself to divert her attention and satisfy her craving a bit.

Everett slightly furrowed his brows. She had just said that the boiled fish from this restaurant tasted good, spicy enough, flavorful enough. Clearly, she had eaten it before.

How could someone who clearly loved spicy food suddenly become afraid to eat it?

"Mr. Murray, how is it? Isn't this boiled fish especially delicious?" Penelope asked Everett, her face full of anticipation.

As she asked, she forcefully swallowed, her pitiful appearance of wanting but not daring to eat made Everett's heart suddenly pound.

Her image in front of others had always been cold and distant. Unexpectedly, she actually had such a childish side.

She, like this, was more genuine and more endearing.

"Mmm, delicious." Everett took another bite of the boiled fish, speaking truthfully.

Having received his affirmative answer, Penelope looked as satisfied as if she had just eaten a large pot of boiled fish.

Everett stared at her absentmindedly, his heart pounding so hard it almost burst out of his chest. He subconsciously pressed his hand to his chest, knowing that he would never let go in this lifetime.

She had just rejected him. It was within his expectations, he didn't feel disappointed, he would only strive harder.

"Penelope, was your high school close to here?" Seeing her nod, Everett continued, "Take me for a tour later."

Penelope didn't want to get too close to Everett in the first place, and with her genuinely painful ankle, she certainly wouldn't take him for a stroll.

"Mr. Murray, I'm afraid I can't keep you company. My ankle hurts a bit, I think I'll go back to rest earlier later."

Everett put down the chopsticks in his hand, he looked pityingly at Penelope's noticeably swollen ankle. She had been tired all day, it would be strange if her ankle didn't hurt!

Penelope wore socks today, but because her ankle was so severely swollen, the obvious swelling could still be seen even with the cover of the socks.

The more Everett looked at her ankle, swollen like a large bun, the more furrowed his brow became. As if possessed, he leaned down and gently grasped her ankle.

Penelope had never imagined that he would suddenly grab her ankle in public, she was completely stunned by the situation.

Although it was winter vacation and there were no other customers in the shop, him holding her ankle like this still made her incredibly embarrassed.

"Mr. Murray, could you please put down my..."

"Penelope, let me massage you," Everett said firmly, not giving Penelope a chance to refuse. With his calloused fingertips, he reached through her cotton socks and began to rhythmically press on her ankle.

Penelope was mortified, instinctively wanting to pull her ankle free. However, before she could even do so, Zackary's furious voice rang out behind her, "What are you doing?!"

Penelope reflexively turned her face, only to meet Zackary's handsome face swept by the storm.

Zackary was really furious. When Samuel found out that Penelope had brought Everett to the little shop where they had pledged their love, he was so angry he was practically fuming.

After he had found her, he saw her sitting with Everett in their usual spot, which made him so angry he wanted to kill.

Alright, he continued to endure!

She actually had the audacity to serve fish to Everett and fawn over him shamelessly!

In the past, when they ate together, she never once served him fish! It was always him who served her fish soup and picked out the fish meat, treating her like a precious gem in the palm of his hand!

What's even worse, she actually couldn't resist flirting with Everett in public!

Everett took the bait, catching her foot.

His hand, it reached in, following there, where else did he want to touch?!

In public places, they just wanted to do shameless things, right?!

How could they be so unbearably hungry!

Weren't you afraid of affecting the city's appearance?!

Zackary couldn't stand it!

Penelope knew that Zackary had misunderstood, but whether he had or not, she no longer cared.

Penelope withdrew her foot from Everett's grasp, speaking indifferently, "Mr. Spencer, whatever we do, it's none of your business!"

"Penelope!" Zackary slammed his fist heavily on the table in front of him. The scalding fish soup splashed onto his hand, but he didn't notice. His eyes were red as he roared, "Penelope, are you willing to strip now just to seduce men, just to be taken by men?!"