Chapter 246 Zack, you should apologize to me!

Penelope knew that if she admitted to harming Lola, Zackary might not let that disgusting man force himself on her. But why should she admit to something she hadn't done!

She lifted her chin, vulnerability in her eyes, but soon, it was replaced by stubborn pride.

She seemed as though she was about to cry, but in the end, the corners of her lips curled up into an invincible smile.

"Zackary, the stupidest thing I, Penelope, have ever done was to believe that you were still my Zack!"

"Rest assured, I won't be so foolish in the future! Zackary, you will regret this! One day, you will regret this! I, Penelope, swear here, in this life, if I, Penelope, ever love you, Zackary, again, in life, may I be pierced by a thousand arrows and meet an ill end! In death, may my soul be scattered and never reincarnated!"

Zackary's fists clenched until they creaked. She was indeed, unrepentant even in death!

But what he hated the most was not her unrepentant death, but that she would rather make such a poisonous oath than love him, Zackary!

A towering rage, mixed with bone-eroding hatred, completely swallowed Zackary's heart. He instructed Mr. Grant expressionlessly, "You, perform well!"

Do your best...

Penelope's expression froze for a moment. Suddenly, her heart, which had been aching as if it were being tortured, couldn't feel the pain anymore.

She thought, it must have hurt to the extreme, and eventually, it became numb.

The only man she had ever loved in her life, the man she chose to forgive even after being hurt all over, had now given her away to someone else, and even encouraged him to treat her well.

What a ridiculous thing it was!

Such a ridiculous thing actually happened to her, how could she be in pain! She should be laughing!

Penelope wanted to laugh, but the muscles on her face seemed to have frozen. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull up the corners of her mouth.

Seeing Zackary still standing in the room, showing no intention of leaving, Mr. Grant couldn't help but feel a bit awkward.

He was a master at tormenting women amidst a myriad of flowers. However, being stared at by such a powerful person, he felt somewhat hindered in his performance.

Mr. Grant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, trembling as he began to speak, "Mr. Zackary, you see this... you are here..."

"What, am I bothering you by being here?"

Accurately capturing the heavy displeasure in Zackary's voice, Mr. Grant shook his head vigorously, like a pellet drum.

"Of course not! Mr. Zackary, I just love having you here! Rest assured, I will definitely perform well!"

Mr. Grant quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again. In fact, when he used to torment women, he often liked to call his friends to join him. The pressure from Mr. Zackary was somewhat suffocating. However, if he imagined him as one of his friends, he could still be as fierce as a wolf or a tiger today.

"Penelope! Speak! You were wrong! You shouldn't have let anyone force Lola! Speak! Are you willing to apologize to Lola?"

Zackary stared intently at Penelope, speaking word by word, "Penelope, admit your mistake, apologize!"

The veins on the back of Zackary's hand were throbbing. He felt that he had truly reached the limit of having no principles in front of Penelope. Just now, he had already said that it was her last chance, but now, he couldn't help but give her another chance.

"Mr. Spencer, I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?! Apologizing to Lola is even more ridiculous! She has been harming me all along, if anyone should apologize, it should be her to me!"

Penelope clutched her painfully aching stomach, gritted her teeth and continued to speak, "Mr. Spencer, both you and Lola owe me an apology!"

Especially Zackary, who doubted her, hurt her, abandoned her, he owed her an apology.

Penelope's stomach hurt so much it felt like it was going to explode. The pain was so intense that she couldn't speak. She could only stare at Zackary, silently saying in her heart, "Zack, you're wrong. You should apologize to me."

However, what's done is done. For the rest of my life, even if you apologize to me again, I will not accept it.

Or, by the time you apologize to me, I, Penelope, would no longer exist in this world.

"Good, good!"

Zackary looked at Penelope with a calm face. Suddenly, he hooked his lips coldly and let out a low laugh.

"Alright, Penelope, since you're so unrepentant, I'll grant you your wish!"

Zackary gave Mr. Grant a cold glance, and Mr. Grant understood immediately. He extended his well-maintained, chubby hand and firmly grasped Penelope's wrist.

"Penelope... was it Penelope?"

Mr. Grant's small, pea-green eyes squinted into a thin line, due to his overly radiant smile. The fat on his face had all bunched up into a mass.

"Penelope, don't worry, your brother took good care of you tonight."

Looking at the trembling fat on Mr. Grant's face, and his belly that was as big as a pregnant woman about to give birth, Penelope felt a wave of nausea. She covered her mouth tightly, retching continuously, but she couldn't vomit anything out.

When she covered her mouth with her left hand, the diamond ring on Penelope's ring finger slightly scratched the corner of her mouth.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the dazzling diamond ring.

Last night, when he put the diamond ring on her finger, his devotion and carefulness were so profound. However, it only took one night for their world to turn upside down.

All the devotion and caution had turned into deep-seated hatred, and moreover, a kind of harm that wished it could flay and debone a person.

Zack, who was it that held my hand, kissed my fingertips, and promised to protect me for a lifetime?

Zack, who was it that held my hand, kissed my forehead, and promised to stay with me through life and death?

Zack, all of a sudden, I forgot your gentle eyes and brows, as if you were never my Zack.

Following Penelope's gaze, Zackary also saw the ring on her ring finger.

"Ha!"

Zackary stepped forward, he reached out and firmly grabbed Penelope's left wrist.

Penelope instinctively wanted to break free from his grip, faintly, she had already sensed his intentions.

She knew, after how he treated her today, it was completely over between them.

But she still didn't want him to take the ring back.

That was the ring designed by Zack, who once doted on her endlessly. That was the ring devoutly placed on her ring finger by Zack, who was willing to risk his life for Ethan.

This ring, if it no longer belonged to her, it seemed as if all her warm, joyful, and unforgettable memories of him no longer belonged to her either.

It was as if she had never had her Zack.

"What, can't bear to let go?"

The sneer on Zackary's lips became more pronounced, this cold mockery spreading to the depths of his eyes, making him seem even more cold and ruthless, like a devil.

"Yes indeed! This ring, it's worth quite a bit of money! You and Ralph can take it and sell it, it'll be enough for you to squander for a while! What a pity, I, Zackary, am not so kind-hearted, to support a fickle and venomous woman who keeps a man on the side!"

Saying this, Zackary exerted force, about to remove the ring from Penelope's ring finger.