Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1255

Chapter 1255: Hopefully, kisses will suffice tonight.

Meanwhile...

Finn rested his arms on his legs, holding his phone between his knees. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand Penny. In fact, he did. Penny fought a patient fight. No one knew what she was doing, and to an outsider, it often seemed like she was disregarding everything. But then, once her enemy made their grand move, she would have already countered it—or ruined their plans entirely.

Finn understood that, and he knew Jonathan did too. After all, if Jonathan didn’t, he would have made his second move by now. But instead, Jonathan had gone quiet, going along with Dean’s sadism.

Still Nina’s biological mother?

Just what kind of twisted plan did Jonathan have for Nina? Everyone knew Nina’s mother was dead. Moreover, Jessa Cortez would easily recognize anyone claiming to be Nina’s mother. After all, the only person who truly knew what Nina’s mother looked like was Jessa.

His thoughts halted when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Looking up, Finn immediately stood as soon as he saw Nina’s feet. Much to his surprise, she was already smiling at him.

"I just remembered to store the food away," she said with a smile. "You should go shower now while I clean the kitchen."

"..." Worry gleamed in his eyes as he watched her casually walk to the kitchen. With a sigh, he chose to follow her. "Nina, you don’t have to clean the kitchen. I can do it later."

"It’s alright," she replied, shaking her head. "I’m alright now, Finn. I was just shocked earlier, but after a long shower and some thinking, I realized there was no need for me to care about it. It’s impossible, right?"

This time, Finn pressed his lips into a thin line. Her reassuring smile only made him worry more. He knew her. Nina always hid her true feelings; she might be direct about what she wanted, but when it came to her worries and pain, she kept them secret.

At one point, he wondered if that was one of the reasons he was drawn to her.

Slowly, Finn walked to her side and took her hand. His brows rose when she looked up and met his gaze.

"Finn, I’m alright," she repeated with a sigh. "You don’t need to worry about me anymore."

"How can I not worry when my soon-to-be wife doesn’t seem to trust me?" His frown deepened, but his eyes softened. "Nina, it’s okay if you’re not okay. I’m here."

Hearing this, Nina pressed her quivering lips together.

"You can hide your worries in front of others, but... you can show me your worst when it’s just the two of us," he encouraged gently, nodding at her. "I won’t judge. I promise."

Nina held her breath until her neck turned taut. The corners of her eyes reddened, and a thin layer of tears coated them.

"How is it possible?" she whispered weakly, lowering her head until her forehead rested against his firm chest. "She... died during childbirth. That’s why Penny ended up in Aunt Jessa’s custody."

It was just impossible for her.

Even so, this was her first time experiencing something like this. Never in her life had someone stopped her and claimed to be her mother. Although Nina had no real emotional attachment to her biological mother—having already been raised by two—this situation stirred unfamiliar emotions within her.

"And to be honest, I don’t even know what to feel," she continued under her breath. "There were a lot of emotions I felt, but the most distinct one was... fear."

Slowly, Nina looked up at him, revealing her vulnerability. "I’m scared, Finn. I’m scared that this is real—that she’s been alive all this time. I’m afraid to hear her story and what kind of explanation she has for possibly faking her death."

It was the same tonight... or maybe not.