Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 206

Chapter 206: Then... why are you leaving?

Lying flat on the bed, Penny stared at the ceiling with a smile on her face. "I don’t regret it," she told herself, her heart felt a little light at the mere thought of it.

It was a strange feeling, considering she planned to leave this household as soon as the opportunity arose. And even if the opportunity didn’t, she planned to open one for herself. But now, she was postponing just a bit.

Just a little... to prolong living the life the old and wounded Penny dreamt day and night for many years.

Just a little bit to heal.

A little bit...

"And I know I might regret it later on," she whispered as her grin calmed into gentleness. "But well, let’s throw that worry for tomorrow to worry about."

At peace, Penny spread her arms and legs on the bed. "Moreover, I kinda like this bed now. It feels a lot softer than I remembered it." — she couldn’t really remember what her bed felt before, but she does remember the firm mattress she had as an adult. She could also remember the times she had to sleep on the floor out of exhaustion or just fall asleep on the desk countless times.

While she was thinking about the things she wanted to appreciate more in this life, a faint knock came on the door. Penny just lifted her head, waiting for the door to open.

Slowly, she saw Slater peeking his head in the door. "Penny?"

"Third brother?" she blinked. "What is it?"

"Well." Slater cleared his throat and stepped in, keeping the door a little bit open. "You didn’t come back to the practice, so I thought you didn’t feel well."

"Oh..." Penny’s lips formed an o-shape. "Heh. I don’t want to feel bad for First Brother, so I just want to take a nap."

"Ahh..." Slater rocked his head. "You’re going to take a nap?"

"Planning."

"I see."

"..." Penny studied Slater, waiting for him to leave and close the door, but he didn’t. He simply idled by the door. "Third brother, is there’s something wrong?"

"No, I mean, yes!" Slater cleared his throat. "First Brother worries me and Second brother as well."

"Why are you worried about Second Brother?" she tilted her head a little. "He is in his zone and if not for him, I’d lose all hope for this bet."

"I don’t mean that." Slated leaned against the jamb and held the knob close to him. "I’m saying First Brother might really kill him this time."

"Ah... that..." Penny sat up as her face turned sour. "You’re right. First Brother might kill him later... or not. Considering how exhausted First Brother looks like when I left, he seemed he would faint any moment. He would probably be snoring right after the practice game."

While Penny concluded what might happen or what might not, Slater kept his gaze on her.

"Also —" she stopped as she looked back at her third brother, only to catch the sadness and guilt in his eyes. "Third Brother, is everything alright?"