From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 473 You look terrible! Hurry up and take off your makeup.

"That makes so much sense! Awesidea!" Penelope's eyes lit up, suddenly clear.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?" she said. "And Lucy and Ruby have always been tight. If I say I'm Ruby's relative, Lucy will totally get it!" Sam crossed his arms. "See? It wasn't a big deal, but you almost yanked my ear off." Penelope leaned in with a grin. "Sorry, Sam. Does it hurt? Letrub it for you. My bad, really." "Well, since you're so sincere, I forgive you." Sam looked at her. "Penelope, you can talk toabout stuff. We can figure things out together. Don't carry everything on your own; it's too much. It makesworry." He spoke earnestly, his eyes clear and bright.

Penelope reached out and patted his head. "Sam, you're still young. I just want you to have a happy childhood and not get mixed up in adult stuff." "You wantto be happy and carefree, and I want you to be happy too," Sam said. "Sam..." Penelope replied. Sam cut her off. "I'm not that young. I'm pretty smart. Promise me, if you can't solve something, you'll tell me, and we'll figure it out together, okay?" Sam wasn't just smart.

He was a genius.

Penelope had long recognized that Sam possessed the intelligence and talent to achieve great things.

After all, Sam was Kelvin's son.

Winning first place in the piano competition was just the start of Sam's amazing journey! "Okay," Penelope said. "You're part of this family, and you can give advice, and also..." "And also bring Lucy back to us sooner!" Sam said.

Penelope smiled and pinched his cheek. "Lucy can choose to cback or stay with Dad. It's her call. I just hope she makes her choice with a clear mind. Sam, the sgoes for you. When everything settles, you still need to acknowledge Kelvin. After all, he's your biological father. You and Lucy have the sright to choose. Your life is your own, and no one can make decisions for you. Got it?" Sam answered without hesitation, "I've already chosen a long tago! Penelope, you know my answer!" Penelope hugged him.

Thank goodness for him; thank goodness Sam was still here.

Otherwise, Penelope really couldn't hold on.

Lucy didn't acknowledge her, and Kelvin had changed.

Only Sam stayed by her side unwaveringly, becoming her motivation to keep going! Penelope's eyes were a bit moist, but she blinked hard to hold back the tears.

"Let's go; I need to put on makeup," Penelope said. "I'll make myself look twenty years older. Will you still recognize me?" "I will!" Sam said.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Penelope started working on her face.

Most people use makeup to look prettier.

She was using it to look older and uglier.

Sam was initially resting his chin in his hands, watching her put on makeup. But it was so boring and took so long that he fell asleep on the couch.

An hour later.

"Sam? Sam?" Half-asleep, he heard Penelope calling him.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Sam sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the person in front of him.

Wrinkles lined her eyes, her forehead, and her mouth drooped. Her skin was rough and sallow, making her look old and haggard.

He was stunned, staring without blinking. "Are you Penelope?" Penelope nodded. "Of course, it's me." "Oh, the voice hasn't changed," Sam said.

"You reminded me," Penelope replied. "I can't change my voice. Lucy will recognize it." She sighed, looking into the mirror.

How could she change her voice? While Penelope was fretting, Sam suddenly lunged at her, burying his face in her lap. "Penelope, you look awful. Please take off the makeup. I don't want to see you like this." "Huh? What's wrong? Can't you recognize me?" Penelope said.

"Yeah, this look isn't my young and beautiful Penelope! So ugly!" Sam said.

Penelope laughed. "That means my makeup is successful. Lucy won't recognizeat all." But Sam pushed her. "Go take it off. Don't put it on again. We're not going to the King Manor tomorrow. I can't accept you looking like this. You're so beautiful." "Sigh..." Penelope sighed, gently patting Sam's back.

She knew what Sam was thinking and understood the meaning behind his words.

"Sam, this is just a preview of what I'll look like in twenty years," Penelope said softly. "One day, I will grow old, and you and Lucy will grow up, start your own families, and have your own lives. You won't revolve aroundanymore. In twenty years, my hair will turn gray, and I might have even more wrinkles than now. I won't be young anymore, but you and Lucy will be in the prof your lives. Everyone grows old, and I'm no exception. Sam, don't be sad. I'm still young now." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Sam lay in her lap, silent and sullen.

"Alright, tomorrow, I'll still go to the King Manor like this," Penelope said. "It's just makeup; it's fake. Don't be like this. Con, givea smile."

Sam, usually mischievous and cheerful, suddenly becso m downcast that Penelope was a bit worried. "Go take off the makeup," he pushed Penelope. "Do it tomorrow." He really didn't want to see the old Penelope for even a second.

"Okay," Penelope nodded. "But you have to get out of my lap first." Sam lifted his head, turned around, jumped onto the couch, covered his face, and rubbed his eyes.

Penelope knew he was crying.

But he didn't want her to see.

Penelope didn't expose him and head to the bathroom.

Just then, Connor knocked on the door and walked in. Penelope, Sam, it's tto eat... uh? You, you look..." Connor was completely stunned seeing Penelope's aged appearance.

"Dad," Penelope smiled, "it's me." "Penelope, you..." Connor sighed. "You really look a bit like your mom." "I did the makeup to look like Mom," Penelope said.

Connor's eyes flickered, but he didn't say anything.

Penelope wasn't his biological daughter. Seeing her suddenly look like the late Grace stirred his emotions.