Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 976

Chapter 976: Are you sure you and I are the same person?

"Hey, Penny."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think about it?"

"About what?"

"Renren — our husband."

"Hmm... what do I think about him?" Penny turned to her right, her eyes falling on another version of herself. The better version of herself — the successful one, the good one, the one who was able to live her dream.

The two of them were seated in this dark space, with just a spotlight on each of them.

"Nothing, to be honest," the drunk Penny answered, peeling her eyes away from the other version of her to look at the darkness ahead. "I thought what he did for me... is kind of noble. But at the same time, he’s kind of sick in the head too! How can he marry me when I’m dead?"

"You married him while he was hovering between life and death."

"Well — that makes sense." The drunk Penny shrugged. "I guess there’s the two of us."

The sober Penny smiled, keeping her eyes on the darkness ahead. "Won’t you ask me what I thought of it?"

"Why would I? You and I are the same. It’s not like we’re two different people in your body. I am you, and you are me. Even if I don’t want to, I have no choice but to share your train of thought."

"Then why are we still having this conversation?"

"Because you’re a crazy bee?"

The sober Penny chuckled at her other version’s response. "I guess I did have such a funny sense of humor in the past, didn’t I?"

"We are pretty hilarious, yeah."

A moment of silence fell between them as their laughter eventually subsided. Both of them gazed ahead, as if there was something to see in that darkness.

"What are you thinking?" asked the sober Penny, looking at the other self.

"Are you really asking that question when you already know what’s on my mind?"

"Hearing it from you wouldn’t hurt."

The drunk Penny shrugged. "Just... my husband."

"Our."

"My husband did fight for me, and I’m moved to tears." The drunk Penny ignored her other self. "But... we need to protect him, don’t you think?"

"Why do you say so?"

"I married him while he was on the brink of death," she explained. "Only people like me... crazy people like you and me would do that. But that man... he married a corpse just because no one else would take our body home and host us a proper burial."