Chapter 397 Penelope, I forbid you to marry Everett!

Penelope's body instantly turned to stone, and it took almost all of her willpower not to push Everett away.

It wasn't the first time she had been kissed by Everett, but she found that she still couldn't accept his touch.

It wasn't that his touch was repulsive, on the contrary, when he touched her, she felt respected and cherished. It was just that she didn't love him, so she couldn't get used to it, couldn't enjoy it.

"Mr. Murray..."

"Penelope!"

Penelope was trying to keep some distance from Everett when Zackary's irate roar sounded right behind her.

"Hah! First, you pretended to be sick in the hospital to seduce Kemp, and now you're here playing love games to hook Everett. Penelope, for the sake of seducing men, you really can do anything shameless!"

Penelope soaked in this soup pool today, really just for the sake of conditioning her body.

But from Zackary's perspective, this scene was not the case at all.

The weather was still cold, but the temperature inside the glass room was high. Penelope was soaking in the hot tub, and it was impossible for her to be fully covered. She was only wearing a thin nightgown, which, soaked in water, clung to her body. She was also being held and kissed by Everett. The scene was as impure as it looked.

Plus, Zackary's mind was not pure to begin with, and after this, it became even less so.

Zackary had a knack for speaking in a way that made people feel uncomfortable all over. Penelope took a deep breath, her chest finally not heaving as violently.

"Mr. Spencer, I told you, my affairs have nothing to do with you!"

Misunderstood that she liked to flirt with men?

Misunderstandings were misunderstandings, after all, she had already gotten used to it, it didn't matter anymore.

Penelope's attitude made Zackary's heartache even worse. He almost couldn't catch his breath and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Indeed, your affairs have nothing to do with me! I just can't stand to see Everett being played around by a shameless woman like you!"

"Zackary, apologize to Penelope!"

A cold sternness filled Everett's eyes, an unalterable resolution on his noble face, "Penelope is not a shameless woman, she is my, Everett's, fiancée!"

Fiancée...

Everett's words stung Zackary so much that he felt terrible. This woman, she actually dared to marry Everett?! Who gave her the courage!

Zackary stared intently at Penelope, his expression suggesting he wanted to carve a bloody hole in her face.

After what seemed like a century-long wait, he finally spoke through gritted teeth, "Everett, I forbid you to marry Penelope!"

"What, Zackary, do I, Everett, need your approval to marry someone?" Everett put his suit jacket over Penelope, picked her up horizontally, and came out of the soup pool. "Zackary, if you consider me, Everett, as a friend, please give my future wife the minimum respect!"

"Respect?!" Zackary sneered coldly, "She doesn't deserve it!"

"Zackary!"

Everett's eyes turned cold, and his words were tinged with a clear chill, "Please respect yourself!"

After saying this, Everett completely ignored Zackary, "Penelope, I'll take you back to your room to rest."

Everett took a few steps forward with Penelope in his arms, suddenly thought of something, he stopped, slowly turned his face, coldly stared at Zackary, and spoke word by word, "Zackary, on the eighth of next month, Penelope and I are getting married!"

"If you truly wish us well, you are welcome to attend my wedding with Penelope. If you harbor resentment, then let's pretend I never mentioned it to you today!"

On the eighth of next month, they got married...

Zackary stared unblinkingly at the sight of Everett carrying Penelope away. In an instant, he lost all his strength.

He collapsed onto the ground, a crimson hue in his eyes, like the glow of blood, yet also seemingly, the shimmer of tears.

How could she, marry another man!

Penelope, you betrayed me, Zackary! How could you be so cruel to me!

Fine, since you didn't care about my sincerity and trampled me under your feet, why should I show you any mercy!

Everett had hoped that Penelope would live directly with Xavier, so that he could accompany her day and night.

But Penelope didn't want to stay here, she still wanted to return to her small apartment.

Seeing Penelope's insistence, Everett didn't argue with her. After she changed her clothes, he still took her back to her small apartment.

He was worried about her health and wanted to stay in her small apartment to take care of her. However, she found it awkward to be with him and insisted on being alone. He repeatedly urged her to call him if anything happened, and only then did he reluctantly leave her small apartment.

Ethan had also been discharged from the hospital, and recently he had been staying with Xavier, learning medical skills from him as if his life depended on it.

Although Ethan could not speak, Penelope knew that he wanted to master medicine quickly to cure her illness.

Even a master of traditional medicine like Xavier was helpless in the face of her illness. No matter how hard a small child like Ethan tried, it was impossible for him to cure her disease.

However, she couldn't bear to tell Ethan this.

Living in the world, one should always have hope. If she were to shatter Ethan's last shred of hope, she feared he would become even more unbearable.

After Everett left, Penelope lay on the bed, intending to take a good rest.

She hadn't finished making the bed when the doorbell began to ring insistently.

She was still having some difficulty moving. She had to lean on the wall and slowly made her way to the door.

She saw Everett's coat left here, she thought he had come back for his coat, she didn't even look through the peephole, she just opened the door of the small apartment directly.

Standing at the door was not Everett, but Zackary.

At that moment, Penelope was about to close the door of the small apartment, but her strength was simply too weak. The door was violently pushed open by him, and he walked in with a strong smell of alcohol, then immediately shut the door tightly.

"Mr. Spencer, please leave! You are not welcome here!"

Penelope deeply regretted not having peeked through the peephole just now. Who could have imagined that Zackary would rush over at this time for no apparent reason.

"Penelope, who made you marry Everett?!"

Zackary's eyes were blood red, looking as if he wanted to devour human flesh. Penelope didn't want to indulge his madness. She took a step back, leaning against the wall, and only after maintaining a relatively safe distance from him did she speak lightly, "Mr. Spencer, you're meddling too much."

Meddling in affairs?!

Zackary's eyes turned an even more terrifying shade of red. He took a step forward, pinning her against the wall, "Penelope, don't even think about marrying Everett on the eighth of next month!"

"I wouldn't let you put such a big green hat on me!"

Penelope really found his words extremely funny. He was also going to marry Lola, so how was it that she was cuckolding him by marrying someone else?!

If we really talk about green hats...

During the time their marriage existed, he was entangled with Lola, which is why she ended up wearing a huge green hat!

Penelope was thinking of slapping him hard across the face to wake him up, when his chin rested firmly on her shoulder.

"Penelope, you married Everett, what am I supposed to do?"

"You don't want me anymore, what do you expect me to do?!"