Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1626

Chapter 1626: Date her on your honeymoon

Meanwhile, in a rented home in one of the many subdivisions in the city...

"Oh, my god... oh, my god..." Hayley paced back and forth in distress.

She kept running her hand through her hair, then across her face. Pinching the bridge of her nose, she shot a bitter glare at the two individuals on the small couch.

Patricia and Theo.

"You—" Hayley’s breath hitched as she pointed at both of them. "You better marry me after this. Otherwise, I’ll hate you both for the rest of my life."

Patricia sighed, her expression pale. She looked at the distressed Hayley, who had also unfortunately gotten tangled in tonight’s sudden escalation.

She shifted her gaze to Theo. "You’d better propose now."

"..." Theo, still holding an ice pack against the side of his head, looked between the two of them. "Shouldn’t we date first?"

"Date her on your honeymoon," Patricia clicked her tongue, eyeing the fresh blood on the side of her brother’s collar.

"Oh, my god..." Hayley wept, running a hand over her face again. When her knees felt weak, she dragged herself to the other couch and slumped down on it. "Oh, god... what did we do? And why... in my place?!"

Looking up again, her eyes burned with bitterness. She glared at the Miller siblings. She was interested in Theo, sure. But this was not what she imagined their first date, and probably their first night, to be!

"I’m sorry," Theo sighed, noticing the mixed emotions in Hayley’s eyes. His heart ached seeing her like this. He rose from his seat and sat on the armrest next to her.

Theo quietly held her hand. "I’m sorry."

"..." Hayley pressed her trembling lips together, staring at that handsome face full of regret. "Ugh... I hate myself."

Snatching her hand from his, she buried her face in her hands. Even though she was angry, how could she not forgive him? It wasn’t like Theo was to blame for all of this.

Another shallow breath slipped past Theo’s nostrils, still holding the ice pack on the side of his head. He then shifted his focus to his sister.

"Patricia, you said you called Penny, right?" he asked.

Patricia, who was just as shocked and distressed as they were, managed to remain quiet. She nodded in response.

"What did she say?" he asked again. "Is she really coming?"

"She said we should stay here first." Patricia then turned to the entrance. "I’ve already told her where we are."

"Are you sure?!" Hayley yelled in panic. "You called her an hour ago! Are you sure she’s coming?! Or will the police show up here first?!"

"Do you even know where she lives?" Patricia clicked her tongue. "If you don’t know, Penny lives in Skyline Plaza—the billionaire’s row. So, it’ll probably take her two hours to get here. If she were fast, she’d be here by another thirty or so minutes."

Another helpless breath escaped Patricia as she touched her head and closed her eyes. Perhaps it was because she had been in scarier situations before that she was able to contain herself. Even so, she couldn’t deny that she was scared—very scared.

What if she was wrong?

But then again, if she was wrong, why would the maid attack her and her brother?

Patricia shook her head, her mind spinning with thoughts. Her gut twisted, tempting her to throw up something she couldn’t.

Hayley, on the other hand, couldn’t help but tear up. She had been on many adventures, but this was never on the list.

What the hell did they just do?

Knock... knock...