Chapter 398 Mr. Spencer, you were Lola's husband!

Penelope's raised hand slowly fell, she never expected Zackary to suddenly say these words.

This person, really was excessively drunk.

Her heart would no longer be conquered by his sugar-coated bullets.

"Mr. Spencer, you had Lola."

Penelope wanted to keep some distance from him, but there was a wall behind her, and he was too strong. He was pressing her against it, and her frail body had nowhere to retreat.

She could only take a deep breath, then spoke, "Mr. Spencer, you're drunk! On the eighteenth of next month, you're marrying Lola, and I'm marrying Everett. There's nothing between us anymore."

"Mr. Spencer, I was tired and wanted to rest. Please let me go and leave this place!"

"Penelope, don't you dare try to drive me away!"

Zackary stubbornly held onto Penelope, suddenly, he lifted his face, his eyes, still a fiery red.

However, at that moment, he was no longer as cold and arrogant as before, full of hostility. Instead, he was filled with a sense of desolation and decay, and a heartbreaking plea.

"Penelope, what exactly was I, Zackary, in your heart?!"

Seeing Zackary's pitiful appearance, Penelope's heart softened. The fortress she had built up in her heart almost collapsed.

However, thinking of his unhesitating distrust towards her, thinking of how he handed her over to that disgusting man for Lola, thinking of how he kept calling Ethan a stupid cripple, her heart, bit by bit, cooled down.

The last month of her life was not meant for her to repeat the same mistakes. She would not foolishly throw herself into his arms, waiting for him to cruelly push her away once he was provoked by Lola.

She still had to be responsible for Everett!

She had promised to marry him, to truly treat him well, and certainly not to entangle herself with other men.

Everett gave her his whole heart, she couldn't reciprocate by giving him hers, but she would give him all her loyalty.

"Mr. Spencer, what were you to me in my heart?"

Penelope smiled faintly, yet, the corners of her lips that were raised, held nothing but heavy mockery.

"I thought, Mr. Spencer was Lola's husband in my mind!"

All the light in Zackary's eyes shattered in an instant. In her heart, he was just Lola's husband! He had nothing to do with her, Penelope!

How ruthless this woman must have been, to be able to sever all ties with him without batting an eye!

It seemed as if all their past entanglements, deep affection, had never existed.

"Penelope, Lola and I were not married yet!"

"Mr. Spencer, whether you were married to Lola or not, in my heart, you were only her man! You, have nothing to do with me!"

"As for me, I am now Mr. Murray's girlfriend, and in the future, I will be his wife. I just want to be with him. Mr. Spencer, I stopped loving you a long time ago!"

"Penelope, I told you, I forbid you to marry Everett! That foolish cripple is my seed, Zackary's. You, in this lifetime, can only stay by my side!"

"Ha!" Upon hearing Zackary's words, Penelope laughed so hard that she was nearly in tears, "Mr. Spencer, you also said that Ethan is a stupid cripple."

"In your heart, my dear Ethan, was just a foolish cripple, you looked down on him, so what was his relation to you! Mr. Spencer, please go back, I don't want Mr. Murray to misunderstand, that I'm still entangled with you!"

"Penelope, did you really like Everett that much?! Did he know that you even faked being sick to flirt with Kemp in the hospital?!"

"Mr. Spencer, Kemp and I are not as despicable as you think! Mr. Murray trusts me, so I respect him, appreciate him, and truly love him!"

"Mr. Spencer, I love Mr. Murray, and I only want to be with him in this lifetime! Please, don't appear in front of me again, disrupting my peaceful and beautiful life!"

She loved Everett...

Penelope's words completely drove Zackary over the edge. He turned around, pushed her onto a nearby sofa, and fiercely pressed his lips onto hers.

"Penelope, I forbade you to love Everett! I forbade you to love him! Penelope, you could only love me, Zackary!"

"Mr. Spencer, you were sick!"

Penelope wanted to slap Zackary hard, but the way he was holding her made her stomach cramp uncontrollably. The pain was so intense that she didn't even have the strength to slap him.

She could only grit her teeth and continue to engage in a war of words with him.

"Mr. Spencer, even if I, Penelope, were to die, I would never love you again, Zackary!"

Seeing Zackary's actions becoming more and more frantic, Penelope was extremely anxious. She grabbed her phone, intending to call the police directly.

Zackary noticed her movements, he snatched her phone and harshly threw it aside.

He was about to continue the kiss from earlier, when he noticed the pink diamond ring on her left hand, the one she had used to grab her phone earlier. It was so dazzling that it hurt his eyes.

That was the engagement ring Everett had given her.

He didn't allow her to wear the ring that Everett had given her!

Zackary abruptly grabbed Penelope's left hand, trying hard to remove the ring from her ring finger.

It seemed as if, without wearing this ring, she would not fall in love with anyone else in her heart.

"Mr. Spencer, you let go of me!"

"Penelope, I forbade you to wear the ring Everett gave you! I forbade you!"

Couldn't pick it off.

That ring, as if it had grown on Penelope's hand, he tried to remove it several times, but it still remained motionlessly on her ring finger.

Zackary's eyes were getting redder and redder. He couldn't believe he couldn't remove the ring. However, the force he used to remove the ring just now was too strong, causing her fingers to become somewhat red and swollen. This made the ring even harder to remove.

Seeing that Penelope's ring finger was skinned, Zackary's pupils contracted sharply, and he finally withdrew his hand in despair.

His eyes were burning red as he stared in despair at the ring on her ring finger.

It seemed, this was their fate.

The ring he had put on her finger, he could easily take off, throw away, and never find again.

It seemed as if their love could gently and subtly fade away with the wind, yet she and Everett, like the ring on her finger at that moment, could intertwine tightly together, inseparable by anyone.

Zackary stood up numbly, his heart so empty that he wanted to cry, but in the end, he could only let out a helpless and desolate chuckle.

He couldn't steal the ring Everett had given her, he couldn't steal back her heart.

Watching Zackary's lonely figure, a pang of pain uncontrollably surged in Penelope's heart. She silently cursed herself for being weak, leaning on the sofa, waiting for him to get lost.

When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around. It seemed as if he had used all his strength to speak softly, "Penelope, I'm not marrying Lola, and you shouldn't marry Everett, okay? Penelope, I'm giving you one last chance."

"Mr. Spencer, who gave you the confidence to think that I would appreciate this so-called opportunity you're offering me?" Penelope laughed, "I don't appreciate this opportunity at all!"

Zackary lowered his eyelids in desolation, what she didn't care for, wasn't the opportunity he had given.

She didn't care for him, Zackary!

His chest felt so suffocated that he was almost dying, his brain was also in severe pain, and he felt dizzy. Zackary, with his strong body, collapsed heavily on the ground.