Chapter 275 Siblings Recognize Each Other!

Just as Penelope was about to tell Lyman that she was his biological sister, she looked up and saw Zackary standing at the hospital room door.

Lyman would have believed her unconditionally, but their conversation was overheard by Zackary. Who knows what kind of trouble he and Lola might stir up.

She had to wait for Zackary to leave before she could tell Lyman about her background.

"Ugh!" Zackary sought presence, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Hearing Zackary's cold laughter, Lyman also noticed his presence.

He and Zackary were close brothers who grew up together, but thinking about the harm he did to Penelope, he just couldn't stand him.

"Zackary, is it your nose that's bothering you, or is there something wrong with your throat?! I don't care what's wrong with you, you're not welcome here! Lola is here too, isn't she? You shouldn't be a third wheel in front of me and Penelope right now, you should be scheming with your fiancée!"

The two people who conspired against her, weren't they just Penelope in distress!

Light bulb?!

Zackary squinted dangerously, he had never imagined that one day, he would become the third wheel between Penelope and another man.

In his heart, an unprecedented embarrassment, Zackary felt upset. He couldn't help but want to make others feel the same.

"Lyman, I am the light bulb, what are you in the heart of this vicious woman?! A spare tire? A wallet? Ha! Lyman, for the sake of our friendship since childhood, I kindly remind you, don't be sold and even help others count the money!"

"Zackary, shut up! I won't allow you to talk about Penelope like that! Penelope is not a wicked woman, she is the best girl in my heart!"

Lyman feared Zackary's formidable strength, but in front of his beloved girl, he had to be brave. So, even though the thought of Zackary's fists made his scalp tingle, he still didn't back down.

"The best girl?!" The corner of Zackary's lips carried a cold sneer, "Ha! Lyman, you're really pitiful!"

"Zackary, you are the most pitiful one! You're blind, being played around by Lola, and always so self-righteous! Zackary, I really don't understand, you're such a smart person, how can you be so stupid when it comes to love!"

"Blind? Brain-dead?" Zackary's voice carried an intimidating danger, causing Lyman to involuntarily step back. But remembering that Penelope was still here, he couldn't afford to lose face. He straightened his back and met Zackary's gaze.

"Lyman, you've truly lost your mind! You don't even trust your own sister, but believe in a woman with a venomous heart!" Zackary paused, then continued word by word, "Lyman, do you know what kind of humiliation Lola has suffered during this time?! Penelope forced Lola to slit her wrists and attempt suicide, and now, she's lying in the hospital covered in wounds, in unbearable pain!"

"Ha!" Lyman laughed, he truly found Zackary's words extremely funny.

He grabbed Penelope's left hand, on her left wrist, still wrapped in thick bandages. Even though the bandages were thick, there were still glaring blood stains seeping out.

"Zackary, I don't want to comment on whether Lola's wrist-cutting suicide attempt was a pretense or if she truly couldn't bear the pain of living! All I know is, Lola stirred up trouble in front of my dad, causing him to lay hands on Penelope! If I hadn't arrived in time, Penelope would have been killed by your Lola!"

Zackary was taken aback. He had never imagined that Penelope was hospitalized because she had slit her wrists.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Penelope's wrist, a subtle pain instantly spreading from his heart to every limb of his body.

Again, he couldn't help but feel heartache for this malicious woman.

Why should it be so?!

She was so bad, so vile. She deceived him, lied to him, hurt him, betrayed him. How could she still have such a strong impact on him?!

She didn't deserve it!

Zackary didn't want to feel sorry for Penelope, even though he knew clearly that she had repeatedly hurt Lola, and Dalton's reprimand was justified. However, the thought of her lying on the ground, desperate and helpless after slashing her wrists, her life ebbing away with the blood, still tore his heart apart.

Even, he almost lost control, rushed over, and forcefully pulled her into his arms.

I asked her, "Penelope, does your wound still hurt?"

He didn't know if she was still in pain, but in his heart, it really hurt.

But the thought that she didn't love him, that she had long since rejected him, these words, he couldn't bring himself to ask.

He could only sneer coldly, as if truly heartless and ruthless, speaking to Lyman, "She deserved it!"

"Zackary!" Upon seeing Zackary's unreasonable behavior, Lyman was so angry that he wanted to fight him. However, after estimating his own combat power, he eventually gave up the idea.

After all, the difference in strength between the two was too great. If he rushed up, he would only end up being brutally beaten by Zackary. Being beaten to a pulp in front of his beloved girl was somewhat embarrassing.

"What, am I wrong?!" The expression on Zackary's face was cold to the extreme. He turned his face to look at Penelope, "Penelope, you're so lucky, and I can't even collect your body for you. What a pity!"

"Zackary, could you repeat that for me?!"

What Lyman detested the most was when others used Penelope's life as a bargaining chip. Even if he couldn't beat Zackary, he couldn't tolerate such vile words!

He raised his fist and fiercely attacked Zackary.

As he had expected, before he could even hit Zackary, he had already rudely grabbed his wrist and harshly threw him aside.

"Mr. Lyman!"

Penelope, fearing that Lyman might be hurt, quickly rushed in front of him, grabbing his arm and asked with concern, "Are you okay? Did you fall anywhere? Does it hurt?"

"Ha!"

Seeing Penelope's concerned look for Lyman, Zackary was so irritated that even a thousand "huh"s couldn't express his displeasure.

"Penelope, I'm fine, I'm in great shape, how could anything be wrong!" Lyman, afraid that Penelope would worry, forced out a big, brilliant, and warm smile, "Penelope, you haven't said yet, will you accept my proposal?"

Penelope didn't immediately respond to Lyman's words. Instead, she turned her face, staring coldly and distantly at Zackary.

"What, Mr. Spencer, still not leaving?! You're acting like a third wheel, are you addicted to it or something?! What a pity, you enjoy being a third wheel, but I don't welcome such a third wheel here!"

"Penelope!"

Zackary was so angry that the veins on his forehead seemed ready to burst. He stared at Penelope with a fierce gaze, "Penelope, say that to me again!"

"What, Mr. Spencer, you enjoy being a third wheel this much?!"

"Good job, Penelope, you're amazing! You're amazing!" The word 'light bulb' stung Zackary to the core, making his heart tremble. He glared at Penelope fiercely, but the moment he turned around, the vulnerability in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

Penelope, I didn't want to be the third wheel between you and someone else.

In this life, I only wanted to be your leading man.

What a pity, you didn't want me, Zackary.

Seeing Zackary had left, Penelope softly spoke to Lyman, "Mr. Lyman, I cannot accept your proposal."

"Because, I, Penelope, was your elder sister, Lyman!"