Chapter 351\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope knew Bruce hated her most among Caleb\u2019s friends, and she knew why she had come. She forced down her anger and found a waiter to help.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the car, she glanced at Caleb. He slept soundly in the back seat. She drove straight to a nearby five-star hotel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
:\u00a0<\/p>\n
At noon the next day, Caleb woke with a splitting headache. As he reached to rub his temple, he felt an arm thrown across his chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBruce, get up,\u201d he began irritably.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He turned his head and stopped cold when he saw who lay beside him. It was Penelope. Both of them were nearly unclothed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope\u2019s eyes brimmed with emotion. \u201cCal\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caleb shoved her away, tumbled from the bed, grabbed his shirt and trousers, and dressed in a fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you end up sleeping here?!\u201d he demanded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope nearly fell to the floor, her hair and clothes in disarray. \u201cI went to the bar to pick you up because you were coming home, but you vomited halfway, so I booked the nearest hotel.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caleb\u2019s temple throbbed. \u201cYou went to pick me up? Who told you to go get me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope, on the verge of tears, forced out a half-truth. \u201cA friend saw you at the bar and said you were drunk. She feared you might be in danger and asked me to come check on you.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caleb sneered, \u201cThen explain this. You were worried I\u2019d be in danger, yet you crawled into my bed?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo,\u201d Penelope said, humiliated. \u201cYou mistook me for Sydney last night.\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had planned that line from the start. It seemed the most plausible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caleb\u2019s vein pulsed at his temple. He asked evenly, \u201cSo I slept with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope lowered her head. \u201cYes.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine.\u201d Caleb ground his teeth, buckled his belt, and spoke without mercy. \u201cThen make sure you take the pill. If you get pregnant, I won\u2019t acknowledge the child.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His words hit her like lightning. She had not expected him to wreck her plan so bluntly. She clung to his arm and sobbed. \u201cEven if I get pregnant, it\u2019ll only be yours. Why won\u2019t you claim it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Caleb laughed coldly. \u201cDo you not know how dirty you\u00a0<\/p>\n
are?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she became pregnant, no one would know the father\u2019s identity. Probably not even she would.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Being called \u201cdirty\u201d in that context cut deep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope broke down. \u201cHow am I dirty? All these years, I-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cEnough with the sanctimony,\u201d Caleb interrupted as he fastened his watch. \u201cFold away whatever petty schemes you are nursing. If you dare pin some bastard kid on me, I will not hesitate to accompany you to get it aborted.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He watched her reel, then leaned over and patted her pale face with a faint, cold smile. \u201cAnd even if it were mine, I would not accept it. If you give birth to it in secret, I could still strangle it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, Caleb left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope reached for him, but he pulled away without mercy. She collapsed to the floor with a thud.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The hotel door slammed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope shuddered. \u2018What can I do? The child in my womb\u2026\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her original plan had been to engineer this scene so the baby would naturally join the Hamptons and restore her leverage. She had never imagined Caleb would destroy that plan with a few words. One hand slid to cover her belly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Penelope had no choice. She would find a way to get it aborted. She refused to let that ugly bastard from the Wolfen family pass on his blood.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u65e5\u00a0<\/p>\n
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