The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 459

Eight weeks pregnant, and with twins.

Penelope was stunned speechless. She was actually pregnant.

The same woman doctors had said would likely never conceive was pregnant now, of all times.

Penelope lay back on the bed, unsure whether to be happy or to curse fate for playing such a cruel trick on her.

Her mind was a mess. She needed time to process, so she instructed the doctor not to tell anyone about her pregnancy, not even Theodore.

"Penelope! Come out! I'm going to kill you! I'll kill you and avenge my daughter!"

A sudden commotion erupted outside. Penelope frowned and walked to the door of her room, only to see Mrs. Stapleton in a hospital gown, her head wrapped in bandages, searching for her room by room.

"Where are you! I'm going to kill you! Where are you!"

She was clearly more unhinged, completely out of her mind.

Doctors and nurses tried to stop her, but she shoved them away.

"Get away! All of you, get away!"

Just then, she spotted Penelope standing in the doorway. Her expression hardened, and she charged forward.

"Penelope!"

Penelope’s brow furrowed as she watched the crazed Mrs. Stapleton, unsure what to feel. Resentment? The woman was insane; her hatred would be meaningless to a madwoman.

Fortunately, Theodore and Carson rushed over and restrained Mrs. Stapleton, who didn't even seem to recognize them.

"Let go of me! You won't kill me! You demons!"

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