The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 489

Penelope had never imagined she would walk into a scene like this.

She was completely unprepared and felt a bit dazed.

"Yolanda, that's no way to talk to someone!"

Another person entered the house. It was Zebulon.

He looked vastly different from before. His medium-length hair was now a buzz cut, and he wore a black jacket and jeans with dust on the cuffs. The polished air of the wealthy elite heir was completely gone.

He seemed to avoid her gaze, first lifting his father back into the wheelchair, then telling his mother to take his father back to their room. He then sent his daughter upstairs to do her homework.

Mrs. Sullivan, still worried, paused before leaving to whisper, "Zebulon, you need to explain to Penelope. We only moved here because we had no other choice. She has so many properties, she won't miss this one. Just ask her to let us stay for now."

"That's enough, Mom. Just go inside," Zebulon said with a frown.

Mrs. Sullivan sighed and wheeled Mr. Sullivan into the room.

"Zebulon, I don't want to waste any more time talking. You people need to..."

Before she could finish, Zebulon knelt in front of her.

"Penelope, the things I did in the past were despicable. During my years in prison, I came to deeply understand my mistakes. I'm not asking for your forgiveness, only for a chance to make it up to you someday."

Penelope narrowed her eyes. "Do you think this will stop me from kicking your family out of my house?"

"We'll move out as soon as possible!"

"While I was in prison, my mother was alone, taking care of my father and my daughter. That's why they had to move in here. But I'm out now. I can earn money. Even if we have to live in a basement, we won't impose on you any longer."

Penelope nodded. "Fine. I'll give you three days. Find a place and get out!"

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

Not wanting to deal with him any longer, Penelope turned to leave.

"Penelope, I know you and Theodore are divorced."

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