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

Chapter 594: Love, Self

It would be a lie if Penny said waking up as a baby did not surprise her. She

initially believed she had just lost her mind and that it wasn't real. It took her years to accept that this was her reality.

If not for the letter from drunken Penny, she would've forgotten how it was.

Drunken Penny made a lot of sense. From her perspective, if she woke up at this age, she would've carried the habits she picked up while serving time. Back in prison, she was called crazy. So, having a few years as a child gave her plenty of time to rearrange her thoughts instead of doing every little crazy thing she could think of.

However, that didn't mean she was able to help herself. Penny knew she couldn't help herself; at least, she couldn't help the drunken Penny. After all, if she could help herself, then this alter ego wouldn't have existed in the first place.

"Wow... I guess I didn't become dumb, after all," Penny mused, rocking her head as she read the letter from her sober self. "I sound dignified, though. I guess I have become someone with dignity."

Penny shrugged as she flung the letter away from her face, her under-eye twitching upon seeing the breakfast on the table.

"Seriously? She didn't even leave me breakfast?" she frowned, not pleased at all as she still felt a little hungry. Noticing the letter near the tray, she picked it up and read it. Her lips curved down a little more as she tore her husband's message to his other woman.

"I hate me," she said to herself. "I know I shouldn't be jealous, but I am."

Penny ran her fingers through her hair and pushed herself up. She looked around and smirked, her eyes glinting.

arms as this was the first time she had actually woken up

Penny skipped to the bathroom to experience taking a proper bath for the first time. As

night, but heck! This bathroom is big! How many people shower here at the same

her nose, wondering about the need for such a large bathroom. But after a moment, she

I should complain, considering the tiny bathrooms in prison." She rolled her eyes, enjoying the luxury of life that they called

for granted, this still felt like a first for her. Just a

whispered, dipping into the bathtub that was full of warm water and bubbles. "I guess waking up like this isn't bad at all. I'm sure I can't appreciate this if my mind is too busy

her head, acknowledging the things her sober self had done

on the

easily takes for granted. After all, in prison, there was no such thing

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what clothes she would

sober Penny could see herself; she would probably take a step back. After all, the drunken Penny and the sober Penny

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on her past life that she appreciated every little thing. The sober Penny, on the other hand, might've