Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 672

Chapter 672: Hate her

Silence filled the car as neither Nina nor Finn spoke for several minutes. She simply entered the car and didn’t say a word. The same went for Finn; he only glanced at her earlier and was now looking through some documents in silence.

"What do you want?" After what felt like an eternity, Nina’s meek voice broke the silence. "Were you following me?"

Finn paused but didn’t look at her. "If going to your office and asking where you were is following you, then I probably am."

"Hah." A shallow, dry laugh escaped her. "Then why were you looking for me?"

"I wanted to talk."

"We already talked." Nina put on a brave front, watching him slowly face her. "We already talked, Finn. It’s done. We’re done. It’s over... that’s what we discussed and decided mutually."

"Mutually?"

"Yes." She nodded. "Mutually."

"..." Finn kept quiet, studying the fierce look on her face. It wasn’t the same determined look she wore the night she broke off the engagement. That night, she had looked as though she would change her mind if he only begged her or tried to persuade her otherwise.

Now, she looked... unfaltering. She appeared even more determined, more convinced that she wouldn’t and shouldn’t be swayed.

"I see." He nodded in understanding, peeling his gaze from her. "Mutually, huh?"

Nina pressed her lips into a thin line, drawing a deep breath as she cast her eyes down. She clasped her hands on her lap, hearing her own gulps in her ears.

For a moment, another wave of silence fell between them. Finn continued reading indifferently while Nina felt a little suffocated being in such close quarters with him. Not that she felt suffocated because she hated being in the same car with him, but because of his indifference to the fact that he had broken her heart.

They might have broken up, but that didn’t mean her heart didn’t yearn for him. She loved him the night she called off the engagement, and she still loved him even at this moment. It was just that... she couldn’t let her heart dictate her.

She couldn’t be weak.

She was doing well, and even though she cried quietly at night, she would take accountability for her decision.

"To be honest..." This time, Finn spoke. His voice was quiet, laced with uncertainty. "... I don’t know why I came looking for you."

"Lies," she quickly called him out, casting him a sharp look. "That’s a lie, Finn. I know it is."

"How would you know that?"

Nina sneered, running her tongue across her inner cheek. "Because I know you," she breathed out. "You don’t go to a place without a reason. You don’t waste your time like that."

Nina’s breath hitched, her grip on the door handle tightening. ’No, don’t,’ she warned herself. ’Ignore it. Don’t, Nina. Don’t look back at him. You’d only be disappointed if it’s just another lie.’