Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1033

Chapter 1033: More and harder

[SKYLINE PLAZA: ZOREN’s]

"Got it."

Penny slowly lowered the phone, her expression unlike what Angel had imagined. Her brows crinkled, her heart thudding in her chest. A slight tremor ran through her hand as she thought about what had happened to Patricia.

’That woman...’ she mentally hissed. ’If I hadn’t had her followed, she would’ve gotten herself killed.’

Although Patricia wasn’t very significant in Penny’s life, she was the epitome of a hassle. The type of side character who wouldn’t add value, but at the same time could ruin everything with a single mistake.

"I’m back..." Suddenly, Zoren’s voice cut through the air, trailing off when he caught the look on his wife’s face. He slowly walked toward her, taking her arm and snapping her out of her thoughts. "Is everything alright?"

Penny looked up at him and smiled. "Mhm. Everything’s alright."

"But it looks to me like it’s not."

"It is alright. It’s just that..." Penny hummed before smacking her lips. "Sit down, and I’ll do your eyedrops."

"Mhm."

With her hand holding his, she led him to the chair near the window. As he sat down, his eyes followed her movements as she went to the bedside table, opening the drawer until she found what she was looking for. Penny flashed him a brief smile before walking back, sitting on the left armrest while he leaned back.

"You don’t want to tell me?" he asked again, watching her position herself with the eyedrops in her hands.

"It’s just Patricia Miller."

"What about her?"

Penny carefully placed the eyedrop in his eyes, telling him the situation as she did so. "She almost got herself killed." She then moved on to his other eye. "And I was thinking, if I hadn’t had her followed, she’d be dead for sure."

"Ahh." Zoren closed his eyes, letting the liquid do its work. "That’s why you borrowed Angel from me."

"Mhm."

"If she’s alive, then she should be thankful." Slowly, he reopened his eyes and met his wife’s gaze. "Or do you feel sorry for her?"

"I don’t... I don’t feel sorry for her," she replied quietly. "Just a little alarmed."

"Of?"

"This." Penny sighed heavily as she shifted her position. "I asked Angel to follow her because I was sure she would do something stupid. I was also hopeful that following her would eventually lead me to whoever was giving her instructions."

"But..." she paused, thinking about the situation. "I didn’t expect it to be like this."

"Neither did Patricia," he replied, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her down to sit on his lap. "If anyone expects this to happen, why would she let it happen? She owes you her life for sending Angel to her. Moreover, if you’re truly scared that this didn’t happen in your first life, then look at the brighter side. It only means you’re already far away from how your life turned out."

Her brows rose slowly, surprised. "How did you know I was thinking about that as well?"

"I’m your husband." He winked and smirked charmingly. "Of course, I’d know."

"Goodness." A shallow laugh escaped her, narrowing her eyes at him. The brief worry in her heart quickly dissipated, as if it wasn’t there in the first place.

Resting her hands on his shoulders, Penny looked him straight in the eye before her lips stretched from ear to ear. Her mouth opened and closed, but her words wouldn’t come out.

[Good news, Renren. You aren’t actually a nobody in my first life. You’re my husband!]

[Yep. You married me even though I was too dead to consent. But hey, cheer up! At least, we got married before rigor mortis set in!]

[We were connected, after all. Isn’t that... funny? It’s like we’re meant to be.]