Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 936

Chapter 936: A sudden proposal

"Finn?"

Was Nina dreaming?

That was the first question that came to her mind. How could she not wonder? Just earlier today, Finn had been lying on a hospital bed, the same as he had for the past weeks. He couldn’t just wake up and come to her. If anything, he should still be in the hospital for checkups to know the next steps of his recovery and for him to rest more to prepare his body for rehabilitation.

Even though he still looked pale and sickly, showing signs of his poor health, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Hence, she denied what was in front of her.

"Haha..." She let out a helpless laugh, shaking her head slightly. "I must be imagining this because I kept hearing his name all day."

Today, of all days, Nina had heard Finn’s name more often than ever before.

Everyone had been talking about him—mentioning him, reminiscing—and Nina had found herself doing the same. More than she ever had in the past. Even back then—way back when Finn had been pursuing her—she’d avoided talking about him. She would mention him and their relationship in passing but never delved into it deeply. She wasn’t sure why.

But today, almost every conversation she’d had seemed to circle back to Finn. That was likely the reason she thought she was hallucinating now. After all, she’d had a few drinks. Not enough to get her drunk or tipsy, but enough to make her mood unpredictable.

With that thought, Nina smacked her lips and forced a smile.

"It’s nice to see you, Finn," she muttered. "But not like this."

If she was going to see Finn again, she’d rather it not be a hallucination. And with that, she turned on her heel and began to walk away. A heaviness tugged at her chest, making her realize just how desperate she was for Finn to get better.

But as she started to leave, a sudden chill ran through her wrist as a hand grasped it. Nina froze, her brows rising in surprise. This touch didn’t feel like a hallucination. Turning back, her eyes immediately locked with Finn’s.

"If not like this," he whispered, his voice barely audible, "then how? How would you want to see me?"

Confusion formed on her face as she turned fully toward him. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and a lump formed in her throat.

"You..." she began, her voice faltering. It was the wrong thing to say, but she couldn’t stop herself. "... are here?"

Finn’s lips curled into a faint smile. "I am."