The Good Girl's Revenge
Chapter 538

In J City.

Damian took Professor Lee to the destination, but it was already dark.

The professor was in his sixties and could not stand the constant trips, so Damian settled him in the hotel.

Then Damian went to see Penelope.

Things went smoothly this time, so it only took a few days.

But even so, Damian was still thinking about Penelope. He wondered if she was throwing a tantrum. He called home and said he had arrived in J City and would go home later tonight. Then, Damian drove to the hospital.

When Mother of Ann received the call, she muttered, "Is he busy with work or something? Why doesn't he go home right after he gets back to J City? Is... Is he dating someone?"

Thinking of this, Mother of Ann ran into the room and muttered to the photo of her husband, "I don't know when your precious son will give me a grandchild. I know you won't be relieved until he has his own children.”

Damian arrived at the hospital late.

He thought about it and decided to take a look. If Penelope was fine, he would leave quietly. Damian walked to the door of the ward and gently opened the door. He saw that Mrs. Garcia was already asleep on the bed beside her daughter.

Just as he was about to go over, Penelope said warily, "Who's that?"

Damian was startled. He didn't expect that she wasn't asleep.

"Keep your voice down. Your mother is still sleeping.”

Hearing a familiar voice, Penelope relaxed. "You're back so soon..."

"I just got here. I want to see you."

"Oh, I see.”

Although her tone was calm, Penelope was delighted.

Damian walked over. "Are you awake? Or did I wake you up?"

"I can't sleep. I lie in this room every day. I've had enough sleep.”

Penelope was telling the truth, but Damian felt pity for her.

"In the next few days, doctors will come over to examine you. Maybe you'll have an operation and see the light again soon.”

"Really?"

Penelope was happy at first, but soon she forced herself to calm down.

Now, she did not dare to have any expectations for the future. She was afraid. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"Then... What if I never get better?"

"Then I'll keep looking until we find a doctor to help you get better.”

Damian answered without thinking.

He didn't want to see Penelope, who was as depressed as she was now.

"I don't even know if I can persevere that long."

Penelope laughed bitterly.

Her parents were getting old, and she didn’t want them to worry, so she always pretended to be optimistic.

But for some reason, with Damian here, she didn't want to pretend anymore.

She was exhausted to hide her feelings all the time.

"Then I will be here for you all the time and make sure you persevere.”

Damian sat aside and peeled an apple for Penelope.

"If you have your own family, I guess you will feel troublesome..."

Penelope turned her face to Damian. She wanted to see his expression and know what he would say.

"No, if you're worried about this, I can assure you that I won't get married or have children until you fully recover. Are you at ease?"

Penelope did not expect Damian to say it so decisively, and she had unspeakable mixed feelings. "It's not your fault that I become like this. You don't need to feel guilty.”

Damian put the peeled apple aside. Was he guilty?

Perhaps, he was. After all, Penelope was with him when it happened.

But only then did he realized that he cared so much about her not just because of guilt.

If he did this only out of guilt, he wouldn't go straight here after coming back. He didn't even go home...

Damian was silent, so Penelope took it as his acquiescence and felt bitterness. "Forget it. It's late. You must be tired. Go home."

"Penelope."

Damian suddenly stood up. "What I'm going to say may surprise you. Can you be quiet and not wake your mother up?"

"What?"

Penelope tilted her head and promised.

"I thought about it. You said I felt guilty and responsible for you. I don't deny it, but it doesn't seem like that's all.”

Penelope's heartbeat hastened for his words.

"So?"

"I think I like you. Could you give me a chance to be with you?"

Damian didn't care about anything or did anything romantic. He just said it out loud.

Penelope was sitting on the hospital bed with confusion.

She thought Damian was going to say something else...

So, he said he liked her?

Wait... He said he liked her?

"Is today April Fool's Day?"

Penelope suddenly asked.

Damian was waiting for her answer. When he heard this, he wanted to knock her on the head. "No."

"Are you kidding?"

Damian was annoyed. "Penelope, you are not a whim when you screwed up my blind dates. Do you accept it or not?"

"Does anyone ask a girl like that?" Penelope lowered her head and mumbled.

However, she could feel the heat on her face.

Clearly, she did not hate Damian. Instead, she was joyful because he was here.

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"You don't usually act like a woman..."

Damian roasted her.

"You're not romantic at all..." Penelope bickered with him. "If you want me to agree, you have to bring flowers, right?”

This was awkward.

But her meaning was obvious.

That meat "yes."

Damian beamed. Just now, he thought Penelope was going to reject him.

"I owe you that. There's no flower shop opening now. I'll make it up to you next time."

Damian reached out and held Penelope's hand. Although he looked calm, his face was a little red. He had been busy with Derek and had never been in a relationship.

Fortunately, Penelope couldn't see his embarrassment.

After they finished talking, Mrs. Garcia turned over.

In fact, she woke up as soon as she heard Damian come in, but she pretended to be asleep when she saw that they seemed to be talking.

Little did she know that there was a piece of good news.

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