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

Chapter 600: A mess

"So, that's why your drunken self believes Hugo should've been dead, huh?"

"Yes."

"How about Atlas? What did you do to him? Do you remember?"

"My drunken self didn't say, and honestly, I don't want to know."

"Why?"

"Just because I know what I'm capable of."

"I see."

"How about you?" Penny asked, glancing at the man lying beside her as Zoren accompanied her, staying up late because she couldn't sleep. "Last night... you mentioned a lot of things. Are they true?"

Zoren kept his eyes on the ceiling and hummed. "They are."

"You really did ask Blacky to bite someone?"

"Mhm."

"But he's alive?"

"In my mind, he's dead. He should be."

"Why should he be dead?"

"He almost took away my grandma."

Silence quickly followed Zoren's answer. Both Penny and Zoren stared at the ceiling, sharing a moment of silence. After bathing, they had been talking and then suddenly stopped before continuing again.

"I'm going to keep drinking." Her quiet voice sliced through the stillness between them. "I will keep drinking until she is satisfied with the life I had. I know myself, so I know she won't let go until she thinks it's time. Besides, I think having her existence linger with me brings back some things I had forgotten. At least, some things that I thought had slipped my mind."

corner of her mouth hooked up. "Hopefully, everything will be

"It will be."

the side of his face. Zoren kept

for her to feel reassured. Now, she

might be inevitable, but the process wouldn't be

*******

[Dear Me,

troublesome old man? This doesn't make sense to me. Were you trying to project or using him as an example of what you'd be if you survived prison? Also,

fate. He saved my life and Uncle Haines's

is

[Mistress,

checked the weighing scale today... I'm

that because, in this

[Drunk,

you please stop sending these emails

Begging, Sober.]

[Sober,

sorry. How else can I communicate with you? Don't

had passed since

might've gone past that scare, but not this one. Penny only had a day off to prepare her schedule for a long vacation for the sole reason of fixing her alter ego. She knew that even though she had confessed

her

her back against the headboard, Penny stared at the laptop in

emails to herself. She

that typing was easier than writing manually because drunken Penny had a

herself, glancing to her side as Zoren joined her

barely sat down

as she was actually tempted to leave herself and deny her own existence. If she felt this, she was afraid her husband would

to comfort

him, her eyes wide and shaky. "It would've been easy if this

buried her face in his

Zoren rubbed her back with a smile, letting her quietly lament. It was strange, but at the same time amusing. After all, Penny

never give

until he was able to lie down beside her. Penny quickly moved until her head was resting on the