The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 669

Theodore didn't take the glass. He didn't even bother to acknowledge her further, simply walking around her and heading upstairs.

Penelope took a deep breath, forced a smile, and hurried after him. She caught up to him in the bedroom as he was taking off his shirt.

She feigned modesty and turned away. "Actually, there's something I wanted to talk to you about."

"Speak."

Penelope gathered her thoughts and explained what had happened between Natalie and Marico six years ago.

After she finished, she waited for a long time without a response. When she turned back, she saw him looking at his phone.

She leaned over and saw a message from Hamilton.

"Theodore, don't try to stop me. I'm going to kill Marico!"

"Actually, this isn't all Natalie and Marico's fault. Hamilton is also to blame. He..."

Before Penelope could finish, she saw Theodore's reply: "Make it clean. Don't cause any trouble for me."

Penelope was speechless.

Theodore tossed his phone back on the table. Noticing Penelope was still there, he frowned.

"Anything else?"

"I might need a small favor."

Theodore let out a short, sharp laugh. He leaned back against the headboard, his eyes cold as he unbuttoned his shirt, a smirk playing on his lips.

As he undid each button, a large expanse of his chest was revealed...

Penelope quickly averted her gaze upward. "I saw Hamilton today. He looked like a madman, saying he was going to kill Marico. I don't really care if Marico lives or dies, but I'm afraid Hamilton will go after Natalie. So, I was hoping you could persuade him to leave Natalie alone."

She knew about Hamilton's background. Making someone disappear completely wouldn't be difficult for him.

Marico had the Stapleton family to protect him, but Natalie had no such powerful backing. Penelope had to secure a lifeline for her.

Theodore neither agreed nor refused. He stood up and walked toward the bathroom.

Knowing she was on his last nerve, Penelope followed him. "I'm sorry. We agreed not to interfere in each other's lives, but I keep asking you for help. I..."

Slam!

Before she could finish, he ruthlessly shut the door.

Furious, Penelope mimed punching and kicking the door but didn't dare provoke him further. She tiptoed out of the room.

After leaving the master bedroom, Penelope had intended to leave, but Hubert ran out, saying he couldn't sleep. So she went to the children's room and lay with him for a while. Once Hubert was asleep, she went downstairs.

She found Theodore in the kitchen, already showered and wearing a robe.

"I'm heading home now. I'll be back in the morning to take them to school," she said, standing at the kitchen doorway.

But Theodore ignored her. Feeling awkward, Penelope turned to leave. At the front door, however, she turned back. She hated this. They were divorced, but they had two children together. Even if the love was gone, couldn't they at least be civil?