Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403: Nathaniel

[Flashback]

Penny sat at the bus stop, waiting for the bus. Her listless eyes were cast down, unsure of what weighed her down more — was it her exhaustion from working tirelessly, or getting scolded by Atlas after helping him resolve an issue?

"What an ungrateful man," she mumbled, kicking the air lazily. She was already numb to Atlas’s usual scolding whenever he saw her at the company, but sometimes, it frustrated her. "It’s not like I don’t know he doesn’t like me, but if someone offers help, the last thing they should do is scold them. How unfair."

Another deep sigh escaped her. Still, she felt relieved that the issue was fixed despite the reprimand afterward. By now, Penny was too tired and too numb to dwell on Atlas’s reaction. It wasn’t the first time, nor the second, or even the third. This had been happening since they were children, and it continued into their adulthood.

What was new?

"Boyfriend?"

Deep lines appeared between her brows as she turned her head to the person sitting at the other end of the bench. The man had a naturally playful face, but although he was good-looking, his messy, frizzy-dyed hair made him look rather unkempt.

Penny looked away, uninterested in talking to strangers.

"Or was it work?" the man added curiously. "Well, that makes two of us. Today, I did all my deliveries perfectly, but once I finished, I got kicked out! It’s unfair!"

"Kicked out?" She slowly set her eyes back on him, assessing him from head to toe. Based on his open floral shirt, ragged pants, and worn-out Crocs, it was clear he was barely making ends meet.

"I was," he nodded and shrugged. "They said I’m fired just because I didn’t agree with the client’s request, but I know that’s not the real reason. They fired me because I’m too good at my job — smarter than the owner. He can’t accept that a mere delivery guy is smarter than him."

Penny pressed her lips into a thin line. "You don’t look smart, though."

"Hey, Miss, aren’t you being a little judgmental right now?" he scrunched his nose, while Penny shrugged faintly. "You also look like someone who can’t be trusted."

"What makes you say I don’t look trustworthy?"

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror?"

No.

The man shook his head, reading her answer on her face. "If people don’t appreciate you, stop doing them favors. You’ll be happier that way."

"It’s not that easy," she whispered, her eyes cast down. "How can I be happy when, for my whole life, I’ve only ever felt happy when I’m accepted?"

"I accept you."

Penny snapped her eyes at him and coldly said, "I don’t care about your acceptance."

His face twisted at how bluntly and coldly she said those words. Penny didn’t linger long as the bus arrived and she got on. The man followed, but he got off at the next stop.

Penny thought the encounter was a one-time thing. However, the next time she was feeling down and waiting at that same bus stop, the guy appeared again.

They talked briefly once more, with Penny mentioning she’d been scolded again, and the guy explaining he’d been fired again. Just like the first meeting, they got on the bus, and he got off at the next stop.

[PRESENT TIME]

[Haha. Good luck, Penny.]