Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

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"Auntie, why do you hate me so much?" Nina covered her lips as soon as she realized the

question that flew out of her mouth. Her eyes shook while gazing at Jessa.

"What do you mean?" Unbothered by the question, Jessa simply arched a brow.

Nina cleared her throat and observed her auntie first before clarifying. "If you hate me so much, why do you want me here?" Did Penny ask her?

"Who said I hate you?"

"What?"

"You're a brat and everyone's annoying at your age, but I don't hate you."

Nina's brows knitted in confusion. "But even from the start, you kept calling me that "wench" child, and that I'm a bad fruit from a bad tree.

"I did because it's true."

"??" Nina tilted her head a little to the side, mystified by her auntie's answer. One thing, Jessa was saying she didn't hate her but then she also admitted to saying all those harsh things.

Giving up, she changed her line of questioning. Then, why did you slap me in front of many people?"

"Do you prefer to be slapped without anyone looking?" Jessa's already raised brows elevated

even more.

"No," Nina's voice was meek. "I don't want to be slapped at all."

"Then be nice, you brat." Jessa snapped her tongue and looked away. "If I hate you, you'd know I hate you. But I don't. The person I hate is that wench the one who gave birth to you. That bitch... she makes me angry even after death. What a talent.

Nina played with her fingers, now curious about her birth mother. "What is she like? My mother?"

"Hah. Don't ask. She's a thousand times worse than you."

insult. "What did she do to you for you to be so

glint flickered across

What did that mean?

like

scoffed.

know - Nina blurted out and quickly

read you. Did I say I can

slid her eves to the

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took nothing from you,

not narrow-minded! Auntie, why do you

I'm saying is the truth. Everything you had... isn't yours. Your family name, your clothes,

you. If

her eyes. It was true. Deep in her heart, she knew everything Jessa said was nothing but facts. Nina just didn't want to accept it because if she did.... then she had nothing to hold on to.

want to

voice changed into a more solemn one. Nina slowly gazed up at her again, only to see countless unspoken words in Jessa's eyes. "But I will if you end up becoming like that wench. That woman, who gave birth to you, is so selfish and wicked. It's why I would not hesitate to

birth mother, she continued.

faced Nina and looked at her deep in the eye. "Be grateful for the thirteen years. you had with the Bennets. They saved your life... just like how their daughter saved mine. So, if

don't, you'll end up regretting it. Trust me." She nodded mildly. "Holding on to them, scheming, and letting yourself get drowned by hate and denial

truly care for you!"

slowly coated Nina's eyes until her vision blurred. "But I can't," she blurted out under

how can I just accept that they're abandoning me

in the family. Second, you tried to kill someone. Even

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the heart. Was it because she didn't expect Jessa to speak

once again rolled down Nina's cheeks. Jessa

"Penny is more suited as a little beggar and you should be in a charity. I guess that means they're the same meaning"

skeptical when Jessa said she didn't hate her. But right now, she believed it. Jessa's warmth might be a little confusing,

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