CHAPTER 130: HIS HURT PENGUIN

Wow Rosie!

Again?

I don’t know what to say. Thanks love for the gift. I love you! ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃

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"I don’t know how you were brought up Penny, but this is wrong. You cannot live with a man. Especially one that isn’t your husband." Mary said but immediately shook with fear when a pair of golden eyes landed on her.

She had no idea why she was terrified of this man. Even if he hasn’t done anything to harm anyone all night.

But she had seen him hit Maybelline down when she tried to kill her own child.

There’s just something dark around him. Something she couldn’t get her finger on.

"I’m sorry if we make you feel any type of way. We can leave to avoid trouble." Darlington suggested.

"No Grandpa." Penny held his hands. Even if she’d only known him for a while now, Darlington was like family to her. Osvaldo too. She’s gotten so used to them around that no matter how many times she tries to convince herself this was all a sham, she still loved them.

They’re the first real family she ever had. The only people that loved her in the worst state and still loved her now.

She was new here. Even if she was a member of this family, she didn’t know them. Osvaldo and Darlington were her only comfort for now.

"I know you’re worried about me Aunt Mary. But I’m fine, believe me. By morning, I’ll be able to explain why I’m with Mr Osvaldo.

"Suit yourself then. But keep that thing at bail." Mary started walking away, her legs a little shaky as she stepped out.

She didn’t care if he was an Adkin, he was useless anyway. It’s funny how the Adkins bloodline has died. It would have been better if they stayed hidden.

What she was more concerned about right now was their family’s reputation. A lot has been said tonight, the longer the madman stays, the worse it’ll become.

"I love your family." Osvaldo suddenly said with a smile when the older woman walked away.

"You have a caring aunt, a sweet father, and an uncle." He listed them staring around.

The vastness of this mansion reminded him so much of the mansion he used to live in as a child. The same place where they had killed his mother and ended his family.

Osvaldo clenched his jaw at the memory. One moment his mother was standing there conversing with people, smiling from ear to ear as she greeted everyone. She was proud of him. She could tell stories about him for hours and hours.

One moment their lives were perfect, and the next, they lost everything.

She was kind, and sweet, just like Penny. Innocent and full of love no matter the challenge. Her light is shown in everyone’s life just like his penguin.

Though insecure at times, his Penguin is funny, strong, and beautiful. And above all, she’s smart.

"Please come this way." A maid approached Darlington.

"Good night Grandpa," Penny said calmly.

"Good night dear," Darlington said and started walking away with the maid.

Another maid approached Penny and Osvaldo, "Please come with me, Miss Penny." Penny immediately followed her, holding Osvaldo’s hands as they walked through the grand stairs. When they reached her room, both people stepped in, closing the door behind them.

Once he was sure they were utterly alone, Osvaldo finally relaxed, resting his back against the door as he stared at the room before him.

It was pink. Every single thing in here was pink. The bed, floors, windows, curtains, every damn thing. The light was not left out. It felt like he was in a Barbie dreamland.

He has never hated a color this much in his life. But his penguin? It seemed like she loved the room a lot because she couldn’t stop smiling. Her fingers traced everything in there gently as she moved around.

Penny was charmed by how beautiful the room was. It made her feel like a princess. Something she’s always wanted to be since a child.

Osvaldo watched her closely wondering if she really loved things like this.

He had no idea she did, else he would have turned the entire Penthouse into another Barbie dreamland even if he hated the color.

"What a nasty color for a room." He teased, his eyes on her.

"This is what a girl’s room looks like Mr Osvaldo," Penny said calmly. "We love being treated like princesses." She added.

Every woman on earth loved the princess’s treatment no matter the age. Some get lucky to experience it in their lives, and others are just not lucky at all.

She still couldn’t believe Xavier Bloodsworth was her father. She was too stunned to laugh, cry, or react in any way. This is all she’s ever dreamed of. All she’s ever wanted.

To have a father that would love and care for her. If she had met her father earlier, she was sure she would never have suffered the way she did. Maybelline had been so cruel to her.

"Are you crying Penguin?" Osvaldo asked tilting his head to the side as he watched wipe her tears.

"I... I think I got something in my eyes." She avoided his gaze. Her heart was so full, she knew she needed to let things out a little.

"How are you feeling Penguin?" He pushed himself from the door finally and walked into the room.

"Overwhelmed." Penny was honest. Everything had happened so fast and now, it’s almost as if the life she knew was no more. She had a father and didn’t need anyone to tell her he loved her so much.

"I... I have a father Mr Osvaldo." Penny cried. "I... It’s so surreal." She wiped the tears that fell from her eyes.

For years her mother has refused her to know her father. She had lied about him being useless.

"Do you want a hug?" Osvaldo stretched his hands towards her and she ran into his arms.

She cried.

She cried so hard that she was scared her heart would shatter completely.

Minutes passed, and once she had soaked his clothes with her tears. Penny let him go.

One sniff, two sniffs, she wiped her face.

"I’m sorry." She said calmly.

"You don’t have to apologize Penguin. Everyone cried. Crying makes you feel a lot better." He wiped her tears with his thumb, leaning down as he kissed her eyes.

Shocked Penny turned red at his action. She hadn’t expected such treatment from Osvaldo.

"I... I should freshen up first." Penny said calmly and headed for the bathroom, but before she could move, Osvaldo held her hands.

"Let me help you with those pins." He said leading her to a chair where she sat as he started taking out the pins one after another.

If his penguin wants to be treated like a princess, then from now on, she is his princess.

"Thank you," Penny said calmly, hurrying into the bathroom.

Osvaldo walked over to the bed and picked up her purse. One click and he opened and brought out her cell phone.

He turned it on, dialing a number and the call went through.

"Mrs Adkins."

"How do you treat one like a princess Timothy?" Osvaldo asked.