Chapter 435
Penelope clenched her fists. No wonder Yvonne could still laugh after being slapped.
She thought that if she told Theodore this, he would divorce Penelope, giving Yvonne another chance.
“Theodore, I know you must hate her now. You must regret marrying her! It’s okay. Divorce her. I… I’ll be by your side p>
Yvonne sounded desperate, her rapid breathing audible even through the door.
In contrast, Theodore took several long drags from a cigarette, trying to calm himself, but it wasn’t working.
“Are you out of your damn mind p>
“Theodore p>
“You’re telling me to divorce my wife? Who the hell do you think you are p>
“I told you she’s my father’s other daughter, didn’t you hear me p>
“Has she acknowledged your father p>
“Huh p>
“Don’t you dare try to associate her with your family p>
“She’s the one who killed Lorraine p>
“Say that one more time p>
“She… Ah p>
Hearing Yvonne scream, Penelope burst into the stairwell in a panic. She found Theodore holding Yvonne by the collar, dangling half her body over the railing, her feet barely touching the ground.
“Theodore p>
She rushed over, grabbing both Theodore’s arm and Yvonne’s, trying to pull her back to safety. But Theodore’s grip was like iron; he wouldn’t let go.
“Don’t do this!” Penelope’s voice trembled. She saw the fierce, bloodshot look in Theodore’s eyes and realized he might actually p>
For some reason, her heart began to ache with a sharp, tearing pain, as if a piece of it was being sliced away.
He wasn’t indifferent to what happened that day. He was just suppressing it.
So when someone brought it up, it was like they were pulling a taut string deep inside him. He was terrified it would snap, but he couldn’t stop it from tightening.
Yvonne was already pale with fear. She had never seen this side of Theodore before.
In her eyes, he was powerful enough to control anything, but she’d
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forgotten he could also destroy anything. She had pushed him too far, and now she deeply regretted it.
“I… I was wrong p>
Theodore glared at Yvonne. “She is my wife. Only my wife p>
Yvonne’s lips trembled, but she didn’t dare speak.
“Don’t you ever associate her with the Bishops again. You’re not worthy p>
With that, Theodore yanked Yvonne back over the railing and threw her to the ground.
Yvonne’s head hit the steps, and she tumbled down five or six of them. She wasn’t seriously hurt, but she looked completely disheveled.
She scrambled to her feet, instinctively wanting to flee, but seeing Penelope standing so steadily beside Theodore, her resentment flared again.
“My grandfather went to your family to discuss our marriage, but you refused. I know it was because of what happened. But Penelope is connected to that day too! Why can you accept her but not me
Theodore’s fists clenched again, the violence in his eyes deepening. Penelope
quickly took his hand and turned to face Yvonne.
“Because he loves me. Is that reason enough for you p>
“What do you have that I don’t? Why does he love you and not me p>
“Yvonne, why do this? You’re only making yourself look pathetic p>
“I won’t accept this p>
“Ms. Bishop, go look in a mirror. If you saw yourself right now, you’d feel sorry for yourself, too p>
Looking at the two of them standing side by side-a loving husband and wife-while she could only watch from the shadows, how could she ever accept it? How could she ever let it go?
Yvonne gritted her teeth. “Penelope, I will defeat you one day p>
She shot one last glare at Penelope, gave Theodore a look filled with both love and resentment, and then ran off, her eyes red with tears.
Penelope let out a deep sigh, and the next moment, Theodore pulled her into a tight embrace.