Chapter 90 Corona had died.
The expression on Penelope's face froze for a moment, her eyelashes, lightly damp, suddenly trembled a few times.
Her gaze drifted away bit by bit, her expression ethereal and dazed, as if all souls had already scattered in the distant sky with the cold wind outside the window.
In the end, she compromised, as humble as the most despicable bitch in the world.
It hurt as if my heart was being gouged and my flesh was being cut.
Penelope didn't know whether the pain was coming from her body or her heart. All she knew was that she was in pain, and it seemed to have no end.
After the pain, she found it extremely funny. How could a walking corpse feel pain?
Hey, this walking dead of hers, Penelope, was quite special!
Because all her consciousness had gradually become chaotic, only the pain was exceptionally clear. Penelope had lost count of how many times Zackary had humiliated her before he finally let her go.
After the clouds had dissipated and the rain had ceased, her body, like a torn kite, was in ruins, in unbearable pain.
The pain in her stomach had made it impossible for her to straighten her back. Even picking up the clothes that had fallen on the ground was somewhat difficult for her.
The pain hadn't even subsided halfway when Zackary's cold voice rang out again in her ear, "Penelope, tell me! Who pleases you more, Lyman or me?!"
Penelope knew that she should have pleased Zackary to save Corona, but there were some things she really didn't want to say.
She just struggled numbly to put on the shattered clothes.
She leaned on the nearby sofa, struggling to steady herself, trying to make herself look less abject and lowly.
"Mr. Spencer, could you testify for Corona now?"
After saying this, Penelope stared out the window in a daze. Even with the curtains drawn, she could tell that it was now approaching evening.
Zackary's energy was really impressive!
Her battered body was truly as resilient as a cockroach. After such a long ordeal, she surprisingly didn't give up the ghost!
However, even though she hadn't taken her last breath, Penelope felt that she was not far from it. If she didn't take her painkillers quickly, she feared she wouldn't be able to wait for Zackary to testify for Corona, and she would have to say goodbye to this world completely.
Before Zackary could even respond, Penelope's phone started ringing insistently.
Seeing that the call was from Linda, a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
She hastily picked up the phone, "Linda, what do you need from me? What have you guys done to Corona now?!"
"Penelope, I kindly informed you of Corona's death out of goodwill, how could you not appreciate my kindness and treat me as an enemy?!" Linda's voice was gentle and sweet, like the most cloying sugar, but Penelope felt a chill run through her body as she listened to her.
She clenched her trembling hand around the phone, her voice shaking like a falling leaf in the frost and snow.
"Linda, what did you say?! Whose death are you talking about?! Corona was clearly alive and well, how could she possibly be dead! Linda, who gave you the right to curse Corona like this!"
"An hour ago, Corona committed suicide by jumping into the sea. The place where she fell was not far from the shark zone. That area of the sea was covered in a large patch of bright red, all her blood. However, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her body, because it has already been torn apart and swallowed by the sharks!"
"Penelope, it's only because of our cousinly blood ties that I'm telling you this. Come to the Orston Coast and bid farewell to Corona!" After saying this, Linda immediately hung up the phone.
Watching the phone screen gradually darken, Penelope couldn't snap out of the intense pain for a very long time.
She had seen Corona in the morning.
They had spoken, embraced, and she could clearly feel her warmth.
She was full of hope, waiting for her to bail her out of jail. She also thought about giving birth to the child in her belly properly.
How could such a vivid and lively person just disappear like that!
Corona had gone through a lot of terrible things, but she was always resilient. That kind of Corona, it was impossible for her to seek death easily. Apart from forcibly aborting her child, what exactly did Linda and Devon do to her that made her completely despair of this world?!
Penelope could no longer contain her inner sorrow, she let out a cry and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
"Penelope!"
Zackary had never imagined that Penelope would suddenly cough up blood, his gaze involuntarily tightened.
Thinking of the last time Penelope used some kind of self-harming trick in front of him that made him spit blood, his handsome face, which was cold and cruel, was instantly filled with mockery.
"Penelope, you want to play the victim again?! Ha! Your trick really lacks originality!"
Zackary said something, but Penelope didn't hear it clearly at all. Her mind was filled with one sentence, Corona is dead.
Her best friend, Corona, who was closer to her than family, had died. Even worse, like Ethan, she died a brutal and desperate death, to the point where not even her remains could be found!
If Zackary could have agreed to her earlier, if she could have overturned Corona's case earlier, she wouldn't have been forced to a dead end!
Penelope abruptly turned to look at Zackary, her eyes filled with an unprecedented depth of hatred.
In the intense hatred, there was also a touch of world-weary self-mockery tinged with sadness.
The world, as always, enjoyed playing jokes on her.
Always when she was full of hope, it plunged her into the depths of despair.
It was the same with Ethan's matter, and so it was with Corona's matter.
She thought she could bail Corona out, but Devon cruelly killed the child in her womb.
Alright, unable to secure bail, she figured out a way to find a witness to overturn her case.
She discarded her own dignity, placed herself at Zackary's feet, and was trampled on by him at will.
After going through life and death, what she received was her own death notice.
"Ah ah ah!"
Penelope was tormented by a severe pain in her chest, almost driving her insane. Her eyes were filled with blood-red in an instant. She stared at Zackary, her teeth grinding loudly.
"Zackary, Corona is dead, are you satisfied now?! Zackary, I hate you!"
"The things with Ethan, the things with Corona, I will never forgive you!"
Did Corona die?!
Watching Penelope, who was almost mad, a sudden, indescribable fear gripped Zackary's heart.
Once, no matter how he tormented her, retaliated against him, he still had some reliance to control her, threaten her, he always felt, he would not really lose her.
But in that moment, he felt that he had completely lost her.
After having such a thought, Zackary found it ridiculous. After all, she was just a vain, fickle, and unfaithful woman. What did it matter if he had her or lost her? Who cared!
Seeing Penelope about to rush out barely clothed, Zackary quickly pulled her back.
"Penelope, you stop right there!"
Penelope laughed, her eyes sparkling, her charm natural, yet there was no sign of vitality or joy. "What now, Mr. Spencer, you want to threaten me again?! Ethan is gone, Corona has left, what else in this world can you use to threaten me?!"