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

280 I know what I am doing.

Meanwhile...

Meow

Zoren turned his

head toward the sound, catching a blurry figure standing several steps from his vantage point. His eyesight was bad during daylight, and it was even worse at night. However, he could se**

Meow.

something moving in her arms.

He kept his gaze on the figure, watching as she slowly approached. When she was close enough, he caught a whiff of sweet cologne mixed with the scent of tea.. "Renren?"

Deep lines appeared between his brows as his eyes widened slightly. "You are...?"

"It's me..." she whispered, disbelief in her voice. "What are you... how... have you always been here on Thursdays?"

For a moment, Zoren was silent as he studied the figure before him.

"Penny?" He rose from his scat, surprised. "Is this really you?"

"Renren." The woman took a step forward and stood before him. She looked up, her eyes gleaming with relief. "It's... it's really you!?"

His lips stretched into a smile as he reached out, placing his hand on top of her head. "You've

grown.

"Haha. You too!" she chuckled, stepping back when she heard another meow from her cat. "Renren, do you remember her?" Meow.

Zoren's eyes fell on her arms, recognizing the familiar color of the cat he remembered.

"Chunchun?"

"Haha!" The woman grinned from car to car, watching as he shifted his eyes back to her. "So, you remembered her?"

"Of course." His expression softened as he assessed the face looking at him. It was a shame he couldn't see her clearly, but he could tell she had lost some weight. "Penny, I'm so glad to see you again."

"Me too. It's been a while, she replied. "But don't call me Penny anymore. That's an alias."

"An alias?"

you, so I did turned apologetic.

you my

what I

as the corner of her

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that really Thursday Girl?!" Benjamin gasped,

mirror.

talked for nearly two hours until Patricia had to go home. Naturally, Zoren offered her a ride, so Benjamin came to drive the two of them. After dropping Patricia off at a nearby villa, Benjamin

Zoren smiled subtly, his eyes

How come she only showed

of communication between us, she couldn't tell me. She only returned to the country not long ago." "Oh..." Benjamin nodded, darting his eyes between the rearview mirror and the road. "That's why no matter

didn't respond but kept

his schedule every Thursday, so

are you okay?" Benjamin asked curiously. "You're oddly

"What were you expecting?"

for joy?" Benjamin blurted

told you, she's a good friend of mine." "Did you exchange contacts? Did you mention your

"No."

"Why?!"

But she asked me for my

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depressed? At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if he was. After all, there had been so many letdowns lately

mirror, all he saw was the slight curl at

the umpteenth time today,

a prolonged silence, Zoren's voice pierced

"Yes, sir?"

didn't respond

"Huh?"

"It's nothing."

his brows, thinking his boss had suddenly changed his mind. What was he trying to say? "Drop me by the Old Residence, Zoren said. "I want to tell

there, the Chairwoman will be worried!" Benjamin gasped. "Sir, can we not

see your wife! But now, you're going to tell her about Thursday Girl! I don't think she will believe

true, but just one at a time! The Chairwoman is aware that you've

I tell her that I'm divorcing my wife for Thursday Girl?" Zoren tilted his head. This time, the car came to a