Chapter 235 Penelope, Ethan was in my hands
After being rejected by her, Zackary drowned his sorrows in alcohol, accidentally drank too much, and vomited blood, but he refused to go to the hospital!
Penelope knew, Zackary must have had a gastric hemorrhage.
She didn't want to meddle in his affairs, but she was somewhat unable to let go of her concerns.
She had stomach cancer, knew how bad the stomach could be, and how much it could torment people.
Even if there was no possibility between her and Zackary, she still hoped that he could be healthy and not be tormented by illness.
After much hesitation, Penelope decided to go and see Zackary, to persuade him to go to the hospital.
After all, she was Ethan's father. Only when she was no longer around, and he was in good health, could he properly take care of Ethan.
After tearfully finishing the call with Penelope, Samuel silently put his phone back into his pocket.
He felt that he should ask his boss for a raise. After all, under the heavens, he was the only senior special assistant who had taken on the additional role of an actor to help his boss pursue a woman.
"Boss, I've called Ms. Sullivan, she should be coming over soon."
"Hmm." Zackary lazily leaned against the black leather sofa, still holding Jayden's treasure from the past, "The Wife-Chasing Secret Manual". He glanced again at "The Wife-Chasing Secret Manual" in his hand and spoke faintly to Samuel, "Does this 'The Wife-Chasing Secret Manual' really work?"
"Of course!" Samuel quickly spoke up, "I heard that Mr. Spencer won over Mrs. Spencer with this book back in the day. Boss, as long as you study the tactics in it, you will definitely be able to win back Ms. Sullivan. Look, didn't you trick Ms. Sullivan over here with this self-pity trick this time?"
Zackary found Samuel's words quite sensible. He solemnly placed "The Wife-Chasing Secret Manual" he was holding into Samuel's hands, then continued to pretend to be drunk while leaning on the sofa.
Samuel quietly put away "The Wife-Chasing Secret Manual", he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Zackary on the sofa, with a slight smirk on his lips and an air of worldly charm about him.
He had followed the boss for so many years, always thinking that the boss was ascetic, cold, and heartless. He never expected... once the boss fell in love, he could be so shameless!
Now she was playing the pitiful victim, who knows what shameless tricks she might resort to in the future!
Thinking about how he would have to cooperate with the boss's shameless demands in the future, Samuel felt like crying.
But as a competent senior assistant, when it was time to act, one had to show off their acting skills.
The Lust Club was not far from the film and television city where Penelope was shooting, and Penelope arrived quickly.
Samuel had been standing at the box door, anxiously waiting for her arrival.
Seeing Penelope, he hurriedly went up to her, his eyes red, choking up, "Ms. Sullivan, you finally came! Please go and check on the boss quickly! No matter how much I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen, he's still drinking glass after glass. He's going to kill himself like this!"
"Yes, Ms. Sullivan, the boss just vomited blood again! I don't know what kind of disease he has! Ms. Sullivan, I beg you, please persuade the boss to go to the hospital! He has been calling your name, he will definitely listen to you!"
Hearing that Zackary's situation was so serious, Penelope's brows involuntarily furrowed. She quickly pushed open the large door of the booth in front of her and hurried in with a light jog.
"Mr. Spencer!"
Zackary lay on the sofa, motionless, as if dead drunk.
A pang hit Penelope's heart. She stood next to the sofa, speaking anxiously, "Mr. Spencer, how are you feeling now? We need to go to the hospital!"
"Penelope, was it you who came over?"
Zackary didn't even open his eyes, he swayed and most of his body ended up pressing on Penelope.
Penelope didn't originally want to sit on the sofa, but after he pushed her, she had no choice but to sit down.
Penelope instinctively wanted to push Zackary away, but remembering Samuel said he had vomited blood, she didn't have the heart to be too violent towards him.
"Mr. Spencer, I took you to the hospital."
Saying so, Penelope attempted to help Zackary up.
"Penelope, I feel so bad..." Zackary began pitifully, as he collapsed onto the couch, completely covering Penelope with his body.
His body was too muscular, pressing down on Penelope so hard that she could hardly breathe. She spoke up, annoyed, "Mr. Spencer, get up! How are we supposed to go to the hospital with you lying on me like this!"
"Samuel, go get the hangover soup quickly, let him drink it to sober up!"
Samuel slipped away quietly. The boss had already shamelessly made up his mind. If he brought the hangover soup, how could the boss blatantly have no shame!
He must have had water in his brain to dare to mess up the boss's good thing!
"Penelope, I didn't go to the hospital, I just wanted to be with you."
"Penelope, I loved you, could you please not reject me? Penelope, could you come back to me?"
Penelope wanted to reject him coldly, but at that moment, he just looked too pitiful.
On him, the usual cold hardness was gone, leaving only a heartbreaking vulnerability, like a little dog abandoned by its owner, begging for mercy in front of her.
Unable to utter cold and heartless words, Penelope could only turn her face to the side and speak softly, "Mr. Spencer, you're drunk! Let go of me, can we go to the hospital? You've drunk so much, your stomach won't be able to handle it."
"Penelope, I told you I'm not going to the hospital! If you can't accept that, even if I'm suffering to death, I still won't go to the hospital!"
Zackary abruptly turned his face, looking as if he was retching so hard it was unbearable.
Penelope felt quite disappointed in herself. Despite countless reminders not to repeat the same mistakes, seeing him in pain still made her heart ache as if it was being cut by a knife.
Even, wanted to bear all his pain for him.
"Mr. Spencer, don't do this..."
"Penelope, could you please stop rejecting me? I don't love anyone else, I don't love Lola, and I certainly don't love any other woman. Penelope, I only want you!"
"I knew you were angry with me, but Penelope, I never intended to touch Lola. That night, I was drunk, completely wasted, I didn't even know how she got pregnant with my child. Penelope, I apologize to you, I admit my mistake, can you give me a chance to make it up to you?"
"Penelope, if you don't speak, I'll take it as your consent,"
After saying this, Zackary didn't give Penelope any chance to refuse, he directly sealed her lips.
Penelope felt that Zackary was truly shameless to the extreme. With him acting like this, even if she wanted to disagree, she couldn't utter a word!
He was totally being unreasonable!
Zackary was quite pleased with his own little scheme, contemplating whether to take advantage of the situation to gain more from Penelope, to soothe his heart that was going crazy missing her. But Penelope's slap, neither too light nor too heavy, had already landed on his face.
"Zackary, stop pretending!"
Penelope forcefully pushed him away, standing off to the side coldly, "Mr. Spencer, have you had too much to drink? A gastric bleed? Ha! There's not a hint of alcohol on you, I really don't know how you've been drinking!"
"Mr. Spencer, what you did was really boring!"
Zackary's expression stiffened, he really hadn't expected Penelope's observation to be so sharp.
He was secretly regretting his lack of dedication to acting when suddenly, the phone on the coffee table rang.
It was Penelope's cell phone.
The call she received was from a strange number.
For some unknown reason, upon seeing the number flashing on her mobile screen, Penelope had an inexplicable bad feeling. She didn't even have time to continue being angry with Zackary, and hurriedly answered the call.
"Penelope, Ethan was in my hands."