Chapter 374 His Heart, It Couldn't Live Anymore

Kemp was holding Penelope tightly when suddenly, he felt her left hand drop.

He quickly reached out and tightly grasped her falling left hand.

With such a tight grip, he realized, her left hand was missing a pinky.

Kemp's fingertips suddenly trembled.

Yes, he remembered, it was he who had cruelly chopped off her left pinky finger!

In the dungeon, Lola and Ralph, his legs had been chopped off. She, in order to protect him, stood in front of him.

The sharp knife didn't cut off his leg, but instead, it fiercely stabbed into her left arm.

Lola and Ralph locked them up, determined to torture them to death. She was injured, so naturally, they couldn't give her medicine, let alone call a doctor for her.

Unable to receive medical treatment, the wound on her left arm worsened over time. Eventually, it slowly scabbed over, but her left arm became immobile.

In order to save him, her left arm was crippled, and he, however, caused her to permanently lose a finger!

What on earth did he do!

Kemp was gripping Penelope's small hand tightly. He had never known what it meant to be in unbearable pain before, but at that moment, he felt that he truly understood.

His chest, ached like a dull knife was slowly cutting into it, the pain was so intense that he couldn't breathe, so intense that he couldn't feel his own heartbeat. But no matter how much he hurt, he couldn't wash away the sins he had committed against her, nor could he bear even a fraction of the torment she had suffered.

"Penny, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Kemp kept apologizing to Penelope, but some damage had already been done, and no matter how many apologies were made, it was of no avail.

Those pains, those wounds, all endured, engraved in memory, how could they possibly fade away!

Those physical injuries would follow her for a lifetime, and no matter what he did, he couldn't make up for them anymore!

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, Penelope and Ethan were both rushed into the emergency room.

Ethan's body was not in serious trouble, he just fainted from a high fever. After receiving basic first aid, he was transferred to a general ward.

Kemp looked painfully at Ethan, who was hurriedly pushed into the ward by the doctor from in front of him. The day they left the dungeon, he had promised Ethan that he would work hard to give him and Penelope a good life.

He would protect them well.

But in the end, it was still him who hurt them the most.

"Ethan, I'm sorry."

Even though an apology can't make up for much, I still want to say, I'm sorry, Uncle Kemp.

I'm even more sorry, your mom.

Standing motionless outside the emergency room, staring at the red light that was constantly on in front of him, Kemp's face showed an unprecedented pain and gravity.

Just now, on the edge of the cliff, Jaxson couldn't quite understand why his boss had suddenly become so strange. But now, looking at his pained expression and hearing him call out for Penelope Penny again and again, he seemed to understand.

The Penny that the boss deeply loved, it was very likely, not Pennie, but Penelope.

Looking at Kemp's obviously hunched back, Jaxson felt a pang of sympathy. He wanted to say something, to comfort his boss, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

The long wait, the doors of the emergency room, finally slowly opened.

Seeing the doctor take off his mask and come out, Kemp hurriedly rushed up anxiously. The young master of the Hunter family, who was so arrogant and invincible, looked like a helpless child who had forgotten his way home at this moment.

"Doctor, how was she?!"

"In this car accident, she didn't get hurt critically. It's just her illness..."

Upon hearing the doctor say that Penelope hadn't hit any vital parts, Kemp couldn't help but feel relieved. However, upon hearing the doctor's following words, his heart instantly sank to the bottom.

Even though the doctor hadn't yet spoken the words that followed, he knew they wouldn't be anything good.

He tightly gripped the doctor's arm, urgently asking, "What illness?! She was clearly very healthy before, what illness could she possibly have?!"

Even though he feared Kemp's power, upon hearing his words, the doctor couldn't help but lift his face, giving him a dissatisfied look.

"Healthy? Who told you she was very healthy?"

The doctor paused, then spoke, "She has stomach cancer, in its late stage. How is that healthy?!"

Stomach cancer... late stage...

In that instant, Kemp felt as if everything in the world had disappeared, as if time had frozen in a split second. He couldn't see the scene before him, nor could he hear the noise of the world.

In his mind, the same sentence was echoing over and over again.

His Penny, stomach cancer, in the late stage...

Kemp was unwilling to believe the doctor's words, he would rather believe that the doctor was audaciously playing him.

But he knew in his heart, everything the doctor said was true.

He suddenly remembered that the time Penelope mistakenly thought Ethan had fallen off a cliff and died, she had vomited blood in front of Ethan's grave.

She also said that she was about to die.

At that time, he always thought that she was pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy. But it turned out, she was really sick, she was really, dying.

No!

She couldn't have died! He wouldn't let her die!

Kemp gripped the doctor's arm even harder, as if the doctor in front of him was the only piece of driftwood he saw in the vast ocean after falling into the sea.

"Doctor, Penny will be okay, her illness can be cured, right?!"

The doctor glanced at Kemp as if he were looking at a lunatic, and in an instant, he returned to the trembling fear he had when facing authority.

"Mr. Hunter, I'm sorry, we were powerless against her illness."

Powerless...

Kemp's face turned extremely ugly, "What do you mean by helpless?! I won't allow anything to happen to her! If anything happens to her, all of you will have to pay with your lives!"

The doctor's heart gave a strong tremble. He was afraid of Kemp, but still lowered his head and spoke softly, "Mr. Hunter, I'm sorry."

Kemp clenched his fists, really wanting to smash the face of the doctor in front of him, to stop him from talking nonsense here, cursing his Penny.

The only rationality left in his heart told him that the doctor was not talking nonsense.

He closed his eyes heavily, then slowly opened them again. He used all his strength to speak, but his voice was still terrifyingly elusive.

"How...how much time does she have left?"

"Her... her current physical condition, at most... at most half a month, if we're being optimistic..."

The words that followed, the doctor didn't dare to continue.

Even if he didn't say it, Kemp knew in his heart that, at the very least, it had only been a matter of days.

Kemp's body trembled like a sieve, and if it hadn't been for Jaxson standing by his side and supporting him forcefully, he would have already fallen to the ground.

After careful thought, Jaxson had understood the cause and effect of this matter.

The boss had mistaken the person and, under Pennie's instigation, repeatedly hurt Penelope. Now, she didn't have much time left to live.

It could be imagined how much guilt and pain the boss felt in his heart.

Jaxson wanted to comfort his boss with a few words, but how should he do it?

If Penelope couldn't survive, no matter how others comforted him, the boss's heart, would not be able to survive either.