Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1571

Chapter 1571: Hurt her even a little

[SKYLINE PLAZA: Zoren’s]

Zoren carefully pulled the sheet up over Penny’s shoulder. As he did, he leaned over and kissed her shoulder softly. Drawing back, his eyes softened as they settled on her sleeping face.

It was still early — at least, in his and Penny’s time at this hour. Every night, the couple would spend their time talking or just cuddling. But tonight, Penny fell asleep unusually quickly. Perhaps the previous days spent working on the antidote had taken a toll on her. Or maybe the emotional weight she had been quietly carrying had finally lifted, allowing her to rest as she deserved.

Either way, Zoren had no complaints. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

He gently stroked her hair with his fingertips before deciding to sit up. He glanced at her once more, ensuring her comfort, before reaching for his shirt on the floor. After dressing briefly, Zoren made his way out of the room and straight outside his home.

"Master." A bodyguard from the night duty stood at the foot of the stairs, already waiting for him.

Zoren glanced at him. "Where is he?"

"We escorted him to the back patio."

"Alright." With that, Zoren strode off.

Upon reaching the back patio, Zoren scanned for his expected visitor for the night. Despite what the bodyguard had said, Zoren spotted his guest standing near the garden. Without a word, he approached the person and stopped a few feet away.

"Dean," he called out, his eyes fixed on Dean’s back.

Being Dean’s family meant Zoren knew he would show up tonight. It was expected. After all, Zoren had caught Dean earlier in the lab, stumbling upon a situation he might not have wanted to see.

Dean raised his brows upon hearing Zoren’s voice behind him, his gaze fixed on the flowers before him.

He cleared his throat, exhaling softly. "I thought... I thought the marriage was just an agreement between the two of you."

Zoren didn’t respond, but he understood. He knew Dean well enough to anticipate the explanation Dean sought to ease his mind. Belle had also approached Zoren with similar concerns.

"You know... Penny and I may not have gotten along, but that woman..." Dean’s voice trailed off, a bitter smile twisting his lips. "I really liked her, Uncle."

"I know."

Zoren’s quick, emotionless reply caused Dean to scoff. Slowly, Dean turned to face him, studying the expression on his face.

There was no change in Zoren’s demeanor or expression—unchanging and distant, as Dean was accustomed to.

"You should’ve told me," Dean murmured. "I know you didn’t have to, but it would’ve been nice if you did. At least then, I wouldn’t have felt like such a fool."

"The only person who made you look like a fool is yourself," Zoren replied coldly. "If you knew me... you would have known it wasn’t just an agreement. It’s not something I would do."

And Zoren was right.