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The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 555

The man sized Penelope up again, his interest growing even stronger.

“Don’t I look familiar to you?”

She had thought he looked familiar from the first moment she saw him, but she couldn't place him.

“I’m told I look quite a bit like someone.”

Someone? Who?

Penelope stared at the man, trying hard to remember, wracking her brain until a face suddenly came to mind.

“You’re Theodore’s…”

The man’s smile deepened. “I’m his cousin. Maybe he’s mentioned me to you.”

Penelope immediately tensed up. He was Marico Stapleton!

The notorious troublemaker who was a constant headache for the Stapleton family!

“You know, I do have some principles. I usually don't mess around close to home, but in your case…”

Penelope narrowed her eyes. “I’m not your territory to mess with, but I do know how to fight. Care for a match?”

“Ha, just like Theodore’s woman. Fiery, as expected.”

“Your mouth is as foul as your pickup lines.”

“You should call me ‘brother.’”

“As if you’re worthy?”

“God, you’re just my type.”

Penelope glared at the grinning Marico, biting her lip in frustration. It was the first time in her life she’d lost a battle of words. It wasn’t that she lacked a sharp wit, but she couldn't match his shamelessness.

She didn’t want to deal with Marico anymore, so she turned to Yvonne.

“You certainly have a type. But please, keep him on a leash so he doesn’t go around causing trouble for everyone else!”

With that, Penelope turned and walked away.

“She delivered early, but it wasn't premature. Both mother and child are perfectly healthy.”

“A boy or a girl?”

At the mention of this, Dylan broke into a proud smile.

“Say no more, it must be a girl,” Natalie said.

Dylan and his wife had been married for over a decade but had put off having children due to their busy careers. When they were older and finally wanted a child, they struggled because of declining health.

After meeting Kristin, Dylan had desperately wanted a daughter, and now his wish had finally come true.

“I’ve been helping Penelope during her postpartum recovery, so even though I knew you and Kristin were in Orenth, I haven’t had a chance to treat you to dinner. I got a gift for Kristin; please give it to her for me.”

Natalie accepted the gift without ceremony.

She didn’t tell Dylan that Kristin was sick in the hospital, only that she had been sleeping when she left.

“Are you really not planning to act again?” Dylan asked after they had chatted for a while.

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