Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Goodnight’s rest

"It’s her husband, and she’s at home. If you need anything from my wife, call her tomorrow. She’s already asleep... in my bed."

The side of Zoren’s mouth hooked up into a triumphant smirk. He was aware that answering another person’s call was rude. There were exceptions, though, especially if there was an emergency. However, instead of an emergency, he was faced with a man who seemed displeased by Zoren’s existence the moment the latter spoke.

[My granddaughter-in-law is beautiful, has a perfect figure — unlike those I see in the tabloids that are barely skin and bones — and is a successful woman.]

[Not to mention, she is also a very thoughtful and considerate girl, very kind and warm, and very likable.]

[She’s too perfect, Renren. You’ll have too much competition. Let’s make sure she stays with our family.]

All of Old Mrs. Pierson’s descriptions about Penny resurfaced in his head, thinking this man was probably one of them.

’He wouldn’t be the first,’ he thought. ’Even Dean claimed to be her boyfriend.’ _{ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom}

If Zoren could repel one or two troublemakers, he hoped that would lessen her burdens. After all, it seemed that’s what his grandmother was saying. If Dean hadn’t claimed Penny to be his, he would’ve second thoughts, but even Dean Pierson claimed Penny as his girlfriend.

’They’re not together,’ Zoren smiled in satisfaction, arching his brow when the silence in the line broke.

"Husband?" Atlas scoffed dangerously. "Whoever you are answering her phone, give it to her."

"Like I said, she’s asleep."

"Did you spike her drink!?" Slater gasped, causing lines to appear between Zoren’s brows.

’There’s another one?’ wondered Zoren, frowning.

Atlas let out a deep exhale. "You... where is she?"

"I said sleeping."

"Where?"

"In our matrimonial home."

"..."

After the brief silence, Zoren heard some crackling from the other end of the line. While he was wondering what that sound was, Hugo was stretching his neck from one side to the other while cracking his knuckles.

"You, who dare call himself her husband, why don’t you come out and see us for some exercise?" Hugo forced a smile through his gritted teeth. "Don’t make it complicated because no matter what, we’ll find you, and when we do, you’ll understand the consequences of crossing the line."

"I do need some exercise." Zoren rocked his head. "But I already had that — thanks to her." — he was referring to carrying her, but obviously, it came across the wrong way.

"Brother Hugo!" Slater screamed, holding Hugo back as if he planned to break the coffee table in half.

Meanwhile, Atlas’s face darkened. "Is this the game you’re playing? Well, fine with me."

She was kinder and more considerate than he thought, was what came into his mind.

[Present Time]

"For some reason, I don’t want to accept losing my sight. I want to see her... clearly."

’Miss Penny...’ he thought, his eyes softening. ’Even without his knowledge, she’s still his Thursday Girl. I should properly apologize to her this time.’