Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Last night was a dream?

For a long time, the two of them just stood in the same spot, with Zoren hugging her from behind. He kept his head rested on her shoulder while Penny kept her gaze down. The tears in her eyes eventually dried up, replaced by softness and a small smile on her face.

"How did you know?" Her quiet voice broke the peaceful silence. "You didn’t know until now, so... how?"

His mouth curled up. "How did you know I didn’t know until now?"

Her brows rose while he chuckled. Lifting his head, he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"It’s not that I didn’t have a hunch... or hunch is the right word for it," he clarified calmly. "I just... I just can’t stop comparing you to the Penny I know."

His smile widened. "When you told me we’re married, the first thing that came to my mind was... you sound like Penny."

"Huh?" _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

"Penny is also direct and wouldn’t beat around the bush. You also have the same eye color. And when I thought of it, you also smelled like toast."

"I don’t smell toast."

"Sometimes, you do," he pointed out, recalling those times Penny would come to meet him with a piece of toast stuck in her mouth. It was as though someone from her home ate toast not just for breakfast.

"You reminded me of her... so much so I am torn," he confessed. "Yet, despite all the hints and tests, you were so good at fooling me that instead of being sure, I was even more confused. So, I wanted to get to know you as you and not because you reminded me of someone else."

Penny pressed her lips together. "I can’t approach you so carelessly, can I?"

"Since when did you know?" he asked.

"Chunchun’s birthday. Thursday."

"You saw her?"

"Mhm. Did you buy her lie?"

"I wanted to."

"How did you find out?"

Zoren smiled. "Renny."

"Renny?" She looked back at him, curious. "What about him?"

"She called him Renny," he said. "You never knew I changed his name."

"Oh..." Her lips parted before she smiled. "Right."

The two of them stared at each other with smiles, his arms still locked around her. It took a moment for Penny to realize he had never let her go.

"Uhm..." she cleared her throat, tapping his arm gently. "Renren, aren’t you holding me for a little too long now?"

"No."

"Huh?"

"Twelve years is a long time. Holding you for ten minutes isn’t."

She blinked as if she were thinking of a good rebuttal, and he blinked as if he was thinking of another good rebuttal for her rebuttal.

"Zoren Pierson, weren’t you the one who left to get treatment?" she brought up. "So technically, I was the one who waited for twelve years."

Zoren tilted his head, his jaw on her shoulder. "But you can’t rest your chin on my shoulder if we switch spots."

That was not what she meant.

Again, Penny went completely silent.

"Do you hug friends like this?" she blurted out. "As far as I recall, we’re friends, not sweethearts who fell apart."

The corners of his lips slightly curled up until his eyes were squinting. "You’re my wife, weren’t you?"

Penny’s face went blank. She looked away from him and then ahead, her eyes slightly dilated, her mouth partially open. More than the butterflies filling her stomach since some time ago, there was one thing she realized with such urgency.

Her brows rose as she glanced at him, only to see his sweet and soft smile — her heart melted.

Maybe?