Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 145

Chapter 145: Precious

"Ali." Charles checked on his wife in their room, catching his wife fold some already folded clothes.

When they left the school and reached home, Allison didn’t feel well. Charles let his wife rest, but now seeing her folding the already folded clothes, he knew his wife was trying to keep her mind busy.

Charles walked into the room and sat beside her. "Feeling better now?"

Allison didn’t reply immediately, lifting her eyes to her husband. "You knew, didn’t you? About what happened to Penny and Nina. Did you know about it?"

A shallow breath slipped past his nostrils, and he hummed.

"It’s alright. I understand why you didn’t tell me about it," she muttered, placing the folded clothes to the side before picking up other clothes to fold.

"I’m sorry," he whispered. "I didn’t know how to tell you."

Ever since Charles made some big decisions in the household that included Nina, he and his wife had been arguing more frequently. Allison felt like Charles seemed to ignore the thirteen years they had with Nina; she disliked the fact that he was acting as if he didn’t know Nina at all.

But after today, Allison was stricken with shame and remorse.

"Ali, I know it’s hard. I also didn’t want this to happen, but it happened," Charles sighed. "We must do what we have to do."

"Nina’s not at fault," Allison snapped her eyes back to him. "We’re the one who raised her and so, how she turned out like that is our fault."

"I know." He nodded. "That’s why, even if it’s hard, we have to do the right thing. For Penny’s sake."

He lowered his eyes as his heart weighed on him.

As a parent, all he wanted was for his children to be good human beings once they were adults. Despite the unfortunate baby swapping, he didn’t want it to hinder them from having a happy family and a peaceful household.

What Nina had done, however, threatened that. Stirring trouble for Penny was mild, but trying to kill her — that was an entirely different case.

"I told Penny that I’ll do my best, but all this time... I..." A bitter smile turned up on Allison’s face as she laughed mockingly. "You’re right, Charles. In a way, I’m glad we weren’t the ones who raised Penny."

Deep in Charles’s heart, he wanted to comfort his wife with words. But alas, he couldn’t. Even if he tried, he knew that would be too shameful for them.

As the couple was filled with remorse and guilt, a knock was heard.

"Madam, Sir, the children have arrived," announced the maid meekly.

Charles nodded at her, and the maid quietly closed the door. He faced his wife squarely.

"Should we welcome them home?" he suggested, watching her smile bitterly. "We have to apologize to our daughter, Ali. No matter how shameful it is, it’s about time to become honest and admit our wrongs. Only then can we really say we’re trying to be proper parents for her."

Allison pressed her lips into a thin line, holding her husband’s gaze.

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"Hmm?" Penny raised her brows when she noticed Allison’s eyes. ’Ah. I feel bad for her.’