Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1183

Chapter 1183: Dance with the devil

[PIERSON ISLAND]

Since they had been out in the "wild" all night, all the curtains in Zoren and Penny’s room were closed. The room had become dark, with only a little light filtering through the small gaps in the sides of the curtains. Zoren lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling motionless.

"Penny," he called quietly, turning his head to where she lay. Just like him, Penny was lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. "Aren’t you going to sleep?"

Penny hummed. "I want to, but I can’t."

"Do you want to talk?"

"..." Penny didn’t answer immediately. She cast him a sidelong glance, then rolled onto her side. The injury on her leg ached slightly with the movement. Propping her elbow on the bed, she blinked a few times. "Did something happen?"

Talking until they fell asleep was a habit they had eventually picked up in this marriage. They didn’t know when or how it started, but they always chatted before sleeping. In other words, Zoren proposing it shouldn’t be suspicious. But somehow, she felt her husband had a lot on his mind. Especially now that everything was over, and it was just the two of them.

"Mhm," Zoren hummed in return, moving until his back rested against the headboard. "Back there, when you were dragged away, Glenn and I had a brief conversation."

Penny blinked, eyes on him. "About what?"

"The money, the island, the business, and life," Zoren shrugged. "The conversation isn’t worth remembering, though. It was just words from a man whose views are so twisted, he’d rather twist the truth than admit his mistakes."

"Then why are you bringing up that guy?" she asked, purely out of curiosity. "I know he’s the worst kind of human sewage, but... why are you bothered by him?"

This time, Zoren took his time before speaking. "Remember that time I told you I asked someone to hypnotize me?" _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

"Mhm." Penny nodded. "And I told you not to do that again. It’s dangerous."

"For some reason, I saw myself again — the younger me, when Glenn smashed the vase over my head."

"What?" Penny pushed herself to sit up, moving closer to him. "Did you see and remember anything?"

"..." Zoren kept silent, staring at his wife.

Seeing his reaction and the lack of response, her mouth fell open slightly. He didn’t answer, but she already knew.

"Penny," Zoren breathed out, reaching out to hold her hand. "Let’s stop the treatment."

"What? Why?" Penny knitted her brows, her smile faltering. "Renren, you’re getting better after so long. We can’t just stop the treatment—"

"I burned down the house."