Chapter 241 Penelope, you betrayed me, Zackary!

A foolish cripple, daring to covet the billion-dollar fortune of the Spencer family?!

I'm afraid, even if that stupid cripple had the intention, he wouldn't have had the life to swallow it!

Zackary half-squatted, his heart so cold that his entire body uncontrollably trembled. He reached out his hand, but no matter what, he couldn't pick up the phone that had fallen on the ground.

It was ridiculous, he even stabbed himself twice harshly for that stupid cripple.

It's ridiculous, last night, he even harbored the thought of dying for that cripple!

It was laughable, he actually thought he had wronged Penelope, humbly begging for her forgiveness, and carefully preparing a surprise for her. He knelt on one knee, earnestly asking her to marry him.

It was laughable, he still believed that he was the only man for Penelope. He felt guilty and blamed himself because Lola had once been pregnant with his child.

It was laughable, he actually thought he was in Penelope's heart.

Ridiculous...

Zackary closed his eyes tightly, then slowly opened them again. "Penelope, isn't it? Seeing me being played around by you, you must feel particularly accomplished. In fact, are you secretly laughing at me, Zackary, for being stupid in your heart?!"

Penelope, you were entangling with me while showing deep affection in front of Ralph. Don't you feel dirty?!

Zackary abruptly turned his face, his eyes darkly fixed on Penelope, who was still sweetly asleep on the bed.

He pushed open the sliding door of the balcony, struggled to pick up the phone on the ground, and walked to Penelope's bed like a zombie.

The corners of her lips carried a slight upward curve.

Look, how smug she was, even in her dreams, she was laughing triumphantly because she had fooled that fool, Zackary!

Zackary sat in front of the bed, he reached out his hand, he really wanted to strangle her neck tightly, and fiercely question her.

Penelope, why did you do this to me!

Deceiving my feelings, quite amusing, isn't it?!

But Zackary felt that hysterically asking these questions was pointless and would only make him look more foolish. In the end, he didn't ask them.

His hand fell on her slender neck, gripping it.

He truly wished to snap her neck, for them to die together, tormenting each other in hell.

In the end, he still let go of her neck.

He found, with great sorrow, that even if she deceived him, lied to him, hurt him, harmed him, or even wanted to put him in mortal danger, he still couldn't bear to truly hurt her!

With a dejected withdrawal of his hand, a shattered tearful glint was present in Zackary's blood-red eyes.

He was proud, strong, and always seemed invincible.

But in fact, he also had a vulnerable side.

And all his vulnerability was because of her.

He loved her, therefore, he was afraid of losing her.

He slowly sketched Penelope's eyes and eyebrows, thinking that happiness was within his reach. But in the end, she still abandoned him.

Or rather, she had never truly belonged to him.

"Penelope, you have such a cruel heart!"

Zackary's teeth were grinding, he hated himself. Why couldn't he bring himself to bite this venomous-hearted woman to death?

No matter how much he hated, he still preferred to be heartbroken and tormented, rather than let her feel the slightest pain.

Therefore, his clenched fist did not land on her exquisitely unique face, but instead brutally hit the wooden edge of the bed. Blood was dripping, yet he was completely unaware.

So painful, so painful, all the pain, concentrated in his heart. No matter how many wounds he had on his body, none could alleviate the slightest pain in his heart.

He could only clutch his chest tightly, bit by bit being ruthlessly devoured by the heart-wrenching pain.

Zackary was in so much pain that he couldn't move. He truly wished to just die right there, so the pain would finally stop.

However, thinking of what Ralph had said on the phone earlier, no matter how much pain he was in, he had to grit his teeth and stand up.

Perhaps by now, Lola had already fallen into Ralph's hands. If he didn't hurry to save her, her life would be completely ruined!

Zackary picked up Penelope's phone, slowly swiped it open, and saw the address Ralph had sent her on WeChat.

Zackary didn't dare to delay even for a moment. He didn't even bother to put on his coat, grabbed his car keys, and rushed out of the small apartment.

He only wished that he had arrived in time to rescue Lola from the clutches of evil, safe and sound!

The address Ralph posted on Penelope's WeChat was of his villa in the suburbs.

Zackary sped all the way and quickly arrived at the villa.

Ralph was really considerate, he also told Penelope the password to the villa's main gate.

He reminded Penelope, "Don't forget, the gate code is your birthday, my dear!"

Zackary also knew Penelope's birthday. He quickly entered Penelope's birthday into the cipher. Sure enough, the gates of Ralph's villa slowly opened.

The color of Zackary's face grew increasingly terrifying, it was a kind of deadly silence that could kill gods when encountered, kill Buddhas when met, and almost devour everything.

Ralph's villa was very large, but Zackary knew where he and Lola were in which room.

Because, in the vast villa, only one room on the second floor had the light on.

With his long, straight legs striding out, Zackary quickly ascended to the second floor.

Just as he reached the staircase, Zackary heard Lola's desperate and piercing scream.

"Help! Don't!"

"Zackary, save me! Save me!"

"Ralph, you bastard! Let me go! Let me go! Please, let me go!"

"Bang!"

The crisp, continuous sound of slaps echoed in the air. Clearly, Ralph had hit Lola hard.

Immediately, what came was Ralph's stern warning, "Lola, shut up! I've said it before, Penelope is the woman I love the most. If you dare to bully her, I will ruin you!"

"You provoked me, Penelope, you upset my wife, Lola, I, Ralph, will definitely bring you down!"

"Tonight, I sent you to hell!"

"No!" Lola cried harder and harder, "Ralph, please let me go! I never offended Penelope, it's her who's been hurting me! Ralph, please spare me!"

"I only had Zackary in my heart, I couldn't live with you treating me like this! Sob sob..."

Ralph and Lola were in the room at the end of the corridor. Zackary rushed over quickly, he kicked the slightly ajar door open with force, only to see Lola, covered in blood, tied to the bed.

In the room, various filming equipment was placed everywhere.

And Ralph, seemingly, had already succeeded.

"Lola, you damn woman, if you keep yelling at me, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

Ralph had slapped Lola hard across the face again. He raised his hand, his fist clenched and about to strike, when Zackary kicked him away with a fierce blow.

Upon seeing Zackary, Lola's expression instantly froze. After a brief moment of shock, large tears began to roll down her cheeks.

On her swollen little face, there was a fragile despair that seemed to shatter at the slightest touch. She wanted to forcefully cover her face, to hide her disheveled appearance, but her hands were tied, she couldn't move.

She could only forcefully turn her small face to the side, closing her eyes in despair, "Zackary, don't look! Don't look at me! I'm already dirty! Zackary, kill me! Kill me!"