The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 525

When Penelope and Julian got dressed and went outside, the sky was already flashing with lightning and rumbling with thunder.

The farmer's wife and parents had already gathered the grain on the east side of the RV, but a large patch of crops below and to the west of the vehicle remained, blocked from harvest.

The farmer was frantic, repeatedly knocking on the RV door, but it was unclear if the person inside couldn't hear or was simply ignoring him. After a long while, there was still no response.

"Please, can you get up and move your vehicle? The rain is about to start any minute. Once it does, all these crops will be ruined! It's not easy for us farmers to grow a season's worth of grain. Please, have some consideration!"

The farmer pleaded, but the RV remained silent.

Penelope couldn't stand by and watch. She told Julian to wait under the eaves and jogged over.

"My goodness, with all this noise, if the person inside still can't hear, I wonder if something's wrong," Penelope said loudly to the farmer, her voice laced with deliberate concern.

The farmer didn't catch her meaning at first. "What?"

Penelope repeated, "I'm saying, maybe something happened to the person inside!"

"Happened?"

"Well, they're not deaf, are they? How could they not hear such a commotion?"

Hearing this, the farmer started to believe it.

"You don't think something really happened, do you?"

"Something definitely happened!" Penelope's eyes darted around. She gestured for the farmer to step back, then took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and landed a solid kick on the RV door.

The kick was so forceful it shook the entire vehicle. Just as she was about to kick again, a light flicked on inside. A moment later, Maria yanked the door open, her face a mask of fury as she glared at Penelope.

"You're kicking my RV in the middle of the night, keeping me from sleeping! You've gone too far!"

Penelope blinked. "Oh, so you're not dead?"

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