Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489: All at once

The next day...

Penny woke up alone in the ward. Her brows rose as she looked around, blinking innocently.

"Where’s Second Brother?" she wondered, rubbing her leg where a spot stung. "Did he leave to get something to eat?"

Well, Penny was starting to feel a bit hungry herself.

Thinking back to last night, Penny scrunched her nose. Hugo had sneaked in a drink, which they shared while chatting. However, it was a bottle of vodka, so she got very drunk very quickly. Although she didn’t pass out right away, she remembered telling him she was tipsy and was going to sleep.

"Did he drink the rest of it?" she wondered to herself. "If he did, he would’ve been passed out on the couch. I guess he stopped and threw away the evidence last night."

As Penny decided not to dwell on the previous night’s events, the door suddenly slid open, revealing Haines, Charles, and Slater entering the room.

"My princess! You’re awake! It’s early! Are you hungry?" Charles, as lively as ever, rushed to her side and sat on the edge of the bed. "How was last night? Did you sleep well?"

’Thanks to the vodka Second Brother snuck in here,’ was what she wanted to say, but she smiled instead. "I’m feeling much better now, Dad. My hand doesn’t sting anymore — ouch."

Penny flinched as she tried to lift her hand to show him. The stitches felt more sensitive when she moved it.

"Ay, don’t do that! Just rest your hand, Penny." Charles shook his head, gently ruffling her soft hair.

"Your father’s right," Haines chimed in as he sat down in the chair. "Rest your hand. You don’t want your wound to reopen. It’s normal for it to swell a bit."

Penny glanced at her uncle and smiled, nodding in agreement. It wasn’t like she didn’t know that, but it didn’t hurt to be reminded.

Slater, however, sniffed the air. "Why does it smell like alcohol in here?"

Her smile stiffened, and her heart raced nervously. Fortunately, Charles spoke up before she could think of a lame excuse.

"What do you mean, it smells like alcohol?" Charles grumbled at his son. "You’re in a hospital. Don’t expect it to smell like peaches."

"I don’t smell anything," Haines added after sniffing the air. "Hospitals always smell a bit weird."

"Is that so?" Slater rubbed the tip of his nose, still looking confused. "It smells different from yesterday."

’Goodness! Why is his nose so keen on this stuff?!’ Penny mentally harrumphed, watching him foolishly look around in disgust. ’Does he look like the type to harm another human being?’

"Ahem!" Penny cleared her throat loudly to stop Slater from investigating further. She turned to Charles with a bright smile. "Papa, where’s First Brother?"

"He had to make a quick phone call for his morning meeting," Charles shrugged. "He canceled his appointments for today, but some things are too important, so he had to take it."

"Oh..."

"Technology sure has come a long way. If it had been like this back in the day, I’d have had more time at home." Charles sighed deeply, making Penny and Haines chuckle.

Slater simply scrunched up his nose. ’Didn’t he already have plenty of time back then?’ he thought, knowing his father had been around for most things growing up.

"How about Mom?" Penny asked, figuring Zoren had probably left. He was always busy.

Meanwhile, at a cafeteria near the hospital...