Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

"When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You," Penelope is engulfed in a wave of nausea and anger as she witnesses Eric's audacious marriage proposal. The presence of Sydney and Tiffany, who watch the scene unfold with morbid curiosity, intensifies her feelings of dread. Penelope's fury is directed not only at Eric but also at the idea that her family, the Huttons, would ever allow her to be married off to someone like him.

She clings to the hope that Raymond, her brother, will reject the proposal outright, as she believes he understands the gravity of the situation. As Raymond listens to Eric's proposal, he is torn between his longing for home and the absurdity of the moment. He reflects on how Diana's revelation about Penelope's true identity saved him from embarrassment. The thought of Eric becoming his brother-in-law fills him with shame, and he feigns ignorance of Penelope's distress.

His vague support for Eric's intentions leaves Penelope feeling more trapped, fueling her anger and resentment towards Raymond for not protecting her. Penelope's disbelief grows as she confronts Raymond about Eric's identity, realizing that he is well aware of the man's reputation. This realization deepens her sense of betrayal, making her question her place in the family compared to Sydney, who seems to have Raymond's unwavering support.

Eric's overbearing excitement and his unwelcome touch only exacerbate her feelings of disgust and nausea, as she desperately seeks support from Megan, who recognizes the delicate nature of the situation. Megan steps in to assert her authority, reminding Eric that Penelope's consent is crucial. Eric's dismissive response only fuels Penelope's determination to reject him, leading her to assert fiercely that the child she carries has nothing to do with him.

Meanwhile, Sydney and Tiffany's indifference to the drama highlights the tension and resentment brewing within the family dynamics, leaving readers to ponder the deeper complexities at play in this tangled web of relationships and emotions. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 543** **Chapter 543** Penelope felt a rush of nausea, as if the very air around her was thickening with dread.

The sight of Sydney and Tiffany lingering nearby, their eyes glued to the unfolding scene like spectators at a grotesque circus, sent her heart racing. Her temples throbbed with a simmering rage that felt almost palpable, a storm brewing just beneath her skin. A marriage proposal? The audacity of that grotesque man, Eric, to even consider asking for her hand was infuriating. How could he possibly think she would ever agree to such a thing? Yet, in the depths of her fury, there was no room for fear.

Eric. She clenched her fists, channeling her anger into quiet determination as she awaited Raymond's inevitable rejection of this absurd proposition. Raymond, with his sharp tongue and unwavering resolve, was her only hope. She knew he would send Eric packing without a second thought. As Raymond listened to Eric's proposal, a wave of longing washed over

of humiliation, but the thought of Eric as his brother-in-law was a nightmare he couldn't bear to entertain. The shame would linger like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over his life. Raymond

to marry her, Eric, you must treat her with respect. If she agrees, the rest will be a breeze." Though his words were vague, the implication was unmistakable. Should Eric manage to coerce Penelope into compliance, the Huttons would not stand in the way. Penelope's eyes widened in disbelief as

fueled Penelope's anger, making her feel trapped in a

closer, his voice dripping with false sweetness. "Penny, you heard what he

in, her voice calm yet firm. "Raymond also mentioned that Penny must agree. Mr. Wolfen, try to show a little grace." Megan was a rare sight in Jouleston, but Eric recognized her instantly. Only those familiar with the Huttons could identify her, and he assumed she

"Eric!" Penelope's patience evaporated. Her voice, strained and fierce, cut through the tension. "I will say this once more: this child has nothing to do with you!" The thought of marrying him was anathema to her; she would rather