Chapter 371 Personally Pushed Her to the Underworld

She wanted Ethan to live, so she didn't allow for any mistakes today.

"Penelope, rest assured, I, Kemp, always keep my word! I said, as long as one of you dies today, if it's you who dies, I naturally won't harm your foolish cripple anymore!"

Kemp's words were quite unpleasant, but upon hearing them, Penelope's heart became increasingly settled.

Although Kemp was now completely deceived by Pennie, he was still a man of his word. He said he wouldn't harm Ethan, and once she died, Ethan would surely be able to leave unscathed.

She was just a bit reluctant, as Ethan still had to be hung on the cliff, suffering for a long time.

"Kemp, since I came here today, I didn't plan on leaving alive. My life will surely end here. Could you please have someone bring Ethan up first?"

"Penelope, you're not dead yet, that stupid cripple, why are you still alive!"

What he meant was, it would have been impossible for him to pull Ethan up from the cliff before she died.

Then she, did everything she could, to die as soon as possible.

"Alright, Kemp, I'm dying, I'm going to die right now!"

Saying this, Penelope abruptly turned around, intending to violently crash herself into a nearby rock.

Kemp's bodyguards, quick in both sight and action, swiftly intercepted Penelope, not allowing her to die so easily.

Penelope wanted to break free from the control of those bodyguards, but their strength was just too great, she simply couldn't break free.

She could only be pinned down awkwardly on the ground, like an ant, ruthlessly trampled underfoot.

"Penelope, you like to force people to eat, don't you? Today, I'm going to make you eat your fill!"

As Kemp's voice fell, a black bucket harshly smashed down in front of Penelope.

Even though she was pinned to the ground, Penelope could still clearly see that there were live fish and rotten food in the bucket.

A strong, fishy smell assaulted her nostrils, causing Penelope's stomach to churn. However, she hadn't eaten anything that night, and had barely eaten anything at noon, so she had nothing to throw up.

Staring fixedly at the black bucket in front of her in the dungeon, those terrifying, unbearable memories flooded into her mind like a tide once again.

Lola was her sworn enemy, tormenting her relentlessly. She never dared to imagine that Kemp, who had supported her through the most difficult times, would use Lola's tactics against her.

Penelope knew she shouldn't have angered Kemp. After all, it was a matter of life and death today. Whatever he asked her to do, she should obediently comply.

But she was truly too afraid of being treated like this. Just looking at the things in the bucket, her body was already shaking uncontrollably.

"Scared?"

The cruel smile on Kemp's lips reached its peak, "Penelope, so you know fear too! When you tormented Penny so much, didn't you think she was scared?! Penelope, you truly deserve to die!"

"I didn't!"

With a pale face, Penelope shook her head vigorously, "I never tortured Pennie, I never did!"

"Kemp, whether you choose to believe it or not, I have to say, I have a clear conscience towards you and Pennie!"

Penelope took a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore the black bucket in front of her. She closed her eyes tightly, and spoke with a weary voice, "Kemp, please, kill me now and let Ethan go, will you?"

"Penelope, you were dreaming!"

Kemp was determined to seek justice for the past four years that were worse than death, he was not willing to let Penelope off so easily!

His eyes were sharp as knives, staring unblinkingly at Penelope as if she were a heinous criminal.

"Penelope, four years! You've tormented Penny and me for a full four years! I don't have that much patience, to torment you for four years, but four hours, I can manage!"

"Penelope, I told you, whatever you inflicted on me and Penny, I would return it a thousandfold, ten thousandfold. Tonight, don't even think about dying quickly and painlessly!"

"Kemp, what if I had never made a mistake?!"

In the end, seeing Kemp being toyed with by Pennie like this, Penelope still felt a bit resentful. She couldn't help but speak up, "Kemp, if I've always been innocent, what does your treatment of me, of Ethan, count as?!"

"Kemp, I didn't want you to regret!"

"Regret?"

Kemp sneered coldly, "Penelope, I would only regret if I put you out of your misery too quickly!"

"Take action!" Thinking of Pennie, who was lying on the hospital bed covered in blood, and the torturous suffering his Penny had endured in the hazy blood mist, he no longer had any patience. He coldly ordered his subordinates.

Having received his orders, his subordinates didn't dare to delay even for a moment. They grabbed the things from the bucket and started stuffing them into Penelope's mouth.

Disgusting, really disgusting.

Such a strong stench of decay made it impossible to breathe. Penelope wanted to vomit, but they were closing in on her, she simply couldn't vomit.

Some torments seemed to be endless.

Penelope's vision gradually became blurry, and her consciousness also slowly drifted away.

It seemed as though she had returned to that dungeon, where she, Kemp, and Ethan, had depended on each other for survival.

That was a time when she was beaten bloody by Lola's people, Kemp held her tightly in his arms, whispering over and over again by her side.

Penny, I promised to take good care of you and Ethan in the future.

Once we left the dungeon, I would work hard to earn money, I would strive to give you and Ethan the best life.

Penny, you and Ethan, were my most important relatives, we would never be apart in this lifetime.

Penelope looked dazedly at the man in front of her, cold and cruel as a demon. It seemed as if she had long forgotten what he once looked like.

The person who claimed to protect her and Ethan, in the end, pushed her into hell with his own hands.

Kemp's gaze had never left Penelope's face from beginning to end.

Seeing her in such pain and despair, it felt as if a knife had been plunged into his heart, making every breath he took painful.

Several times, he wanted to reprimand his subordinates to stop tormenting her. But when he thought of his and Pennie's child who had died tragically, the four years of unbearable pain, and Pennie's life hanging by a thread tonight, he ultimately forced himself to remain as cold as iron.

Unsure if it was due to overeating, nausea, or stomach pain, eventually, Penelope's consciousness gradually became somewhat blurry.

She thought her life was quite ridiculous.

The person she loved the most didn't believe her, didn't love her. He abandoned her. He only believed in his Lola.

She offered her heart to him, but he ruthlessly trampled on it, causing her burning, sincere heart to shatter piece by piece, never to be mended again.

The person she depended on for life and death, forgot her.

Now, he had even personally pushed her towards the path of the underworld.

Such a ridiculous life, indeed, should have ended.