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

198 Petty vs Pretty.

On their way home, Jessa and Allison were quiet in the backseat.

"That's it!" Jessa broke the silence when she couldn't take it anymore. "Say it."

She faced Allison, who had been giving her these looks since they sat in the car.

She

"Uhm." Allison cleared her throat, a bit intimidated that Jessa might just grab her hair. No one could fault her. Jessa really gave that energy. "Thank you."

"I thought you were going to say, "You didn't have to do that."

"I was planning to, but I thought you'd get angry if I did."

"Hmp! At least you know. Jessa folded her arms. "By the way, is that how you let people treat you? That's so pathetic."1

"No."

Jessa arched a brow. "But you let that woman talk to you that way?"

"What else can I say? Nina was in the wrong," Allison sighed. "I would've said something, but it's... it's the truth. No matter how harsh it is, it is the truth."

Bitterness shone in Allison's eyes as she thought of the exchange between her and Mrs. Miller. "No one can deny the truth. Nina framed not just anyone, but her best friend. Even if it's something else, it's still a horrible thing to do. And as the person who raised her, I am ashamed of myself.

Jessa bit her tongue and stopped herself from saying anything further. "Well: She shrugged. "What else can I say?"

"But even so, thank you for standing up for me. You weren't obliged, nor it is something you! should've stepped in, but you did, Allison expressed sincerely, smiling despite the bitterness in her heart. "And I also want to apologize about how I judged you before."

"Oh?"

you were a bad

Allison's gentle coaxing. "Forgiven, but just because you asked to be forgiven. Not that I care about your opinion." -

aura from Jessa, Allison pressed her lips into a thin line. "Mrs. Cortez, I

but how

it,' she added with a sigh. "Nina is still

good. Better

letting her be

Trees nodded "She's no longer

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198 Petty vs Pretty.

"She does that?"

don't even know the half of it." Jessa shook her head, thinking of the stressful days in their household. That little brat is probably

a look. "I'm telling you

anything even from the other daughter in my heart. But at the same time, I want nothing

assessed the conflicting emotions in Allison's eyes and, in a way, she could sympathize with her. Allison might be annoyingly weak, but Jessa was also a mother. If Yuri turned out to be another

none of them wanted this to

what they were doing was the right

it happened and sadly."

between them. "In a way, she reminds me of that woman - her real mother. But I can't also blame the child.

th

window. "But with enough slaps from reality, we'd also wake up and accept the harsh truth. Nina is still young, a new teen at that. Her hormones at

of doing, doesn't mean she will be forever like that." Jessa set her eyes back to Allison, her expression solemn with a little bit of arch of her brow. "Just like you, I don't want her to be just like her birth mother. And letting her face reality is probably the best you've

Jessa added confidently. "If she's not changing for the good, I'd slap her ten times. until she

little. "You didn't