Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 576

Chapter 576: Time to bury yourself.

"That’s not right. That’s impossible. How come they were erased?"

Zoren leaned against the jamb of the door, his eyes on her. He saw her turn to him, and even without seeing the shock plastered on her face, he could feel her panic and fright.

"I—" she halted as she glanced at the mirror again, touching the love marks on top of her chest.

[You have a husband whom you can trust with all of your heart, body, and soul.]

Slowly, Penny turned to look at Zoren, opening and closing her mouth. Instead of fresh and old bruises on her body, it was filled with love marks. She didn’t recall being with anybody yet. Even if she planned to throw herself at Zoren, she hadn’t done that.

But the evidence on her body said otherwise.

"You..." she trailed off, squinting at him. "... did this?"

Zoren glanced at the red spot on top of her right breast and nodded. "I got too excited."

"Impossible!" she intoned. "No, we haven’t done it. If we had, I would’ve known. I haven’t given you my consent."

"Should I record it next time?"

"What?"

Zoren shrugged and sighed, peeling himself from the jamb and sauntering toward her. Stopping in front of her, he touched her jaw with his thumb, his face wrinkled in concern.

"What happened to you, Penelope... Bennet?"

For some reason, Penny’s breath hitched at his question. It wasn’t just the question itself, but how he called her name.

Bennet.

Her only reason for marrying him—aside from wanting to have a taste of such a handsome and delectable man—was that she didn’t want the Bennet name attached to her. She wanted to leave the Bennet family and forget that she was ever a part of it.

Penny took a step back from him, slapping his hand away.

"No," she shook her head. "This is not true. This is ridiculous. Haha!"

Her eyes shook as she gazed up at him, hoping he would say, "It’s a prank!" or something like, "Gotcha!" But Zoren just looked at her with equal concern and uncertainty.

"This is... unacceptable," she breathed out. "Forgive? Reborn? Haha. That can’t just happen, right?"

Zoren lowered his eyes, as he also didn’t know. "Forgiveness... or rebirth... I have no idea."

"Haha." A weak laugh escaped her as she shook her head. "Nope. This isn’t right."

Penny tucked her hair behind her ear and smacked her lips. "I don’t know what’s happening, but I don’t believe it," she remarked. "It’s ridiculous. Even if—let’s say it’s the truth, this ridiculous reality is the truth—then what about me?"

"What about what I went through? That shit is not something I’d forget because I remember every second of my life—all of it." She clasped her chest as she ground her teeth. "That is not just an imaginary thing. It’s my truth. It’s something I cannot just erase! Or something that I can just... let go."

"Never mind! I probably lost my mind somewhere along the way." She shrugged and forced a smile at him. She walked over and picked up her shirt, putting it on in one motion. "Where’s he?"

Zoren didn’t answer. So, she walked in front of him, this time with a stern and adamant tone.

"Where is he?" she asked again, emphasizing each word.

Zoren’s expression remained neutral, sensing that she would turn this place upside down if he didn’t tell her where Nathaniel was. Not that he didn’t plan to, because Penny told him Nathaniel might help.

Meanwhile, in the area of the pit...