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

Chapter 670: Was it worth it?

[FLASHBACK]

The resounding noise of a hand striking someone echoed through the beautiful villa. Standing in front of each other were Nina and her husband, Jonathan.

Nina clasped her hand, feeling how her palm had numbed upon striking his face. Her eyes, however, burned with rage. Jonathan, on the other hand, simply touched the side of his mouth where her ring had cut him.

"Hah..." Jonathan scoffed, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his index finger. He snapped his eyes at the beautiful Nina, who was looking at him with equal disgust and fury.

"You..." Nina scoffed under her breath, almost in disbelief to the point where she didn't know where to start. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Of all the places you could bring your woman, you're going to take her to my house and screw her on my bed?!"

The more she spoke, the higher her voice became. By the end of her sentence, her voice echoed through the room.

"Hah!" Nina huffed, sneering at him in dismay. "Unbelievable. You disgust me."

Unfazed by his wife's fury, Jonathan simply shrugged. "Nina, honey, I think there's a misunderstanding-"

Another slap landed on his cheek before he could even finish his ridiculous

excuse.

"A misunderstanding?" Nina laughed, brushing some stray hairs away from her face. "Jonathan, do you think I'm stupid? A stranger is sleeping on my bed, naked. How else would she end up in this house without being kicked out if not because of you?"

even

to the top. "You promised... Jonathan, you promised not to mess around! I'm only out on

anger. She shook her head and took a few steps away from him. When he took

near me, and don't you dare show your face to me!" she

even dared to come

marched toward the walk-in closet and rummaged through all the drawers. When she found a pair of scissors, Nina grabbed them, walked back into the room, and went straight to the bed, stabbing the scissors into the mattress, pillows,

while stabbing the pillow, ripping the cases with

the bed, with her husband and his other woman in mind, until she was panting for air and exhausted. Upon reaching her limit, everything was a mess. The feathers were scattered around the bed; the

be an exaggeration to say she

the mess she had made. And yet, her heart was still

cut in her heart was still just as deep. In the end, Nina dropped the scissors and buried her

outside,

She was

Nina's circle wouldn't stop talking about how they

Nina was more suited to be the

that everything in her life was

Now, here she was.

of was slowly ruining her perfect life, which she had worked so hard for since childhood. It was slowly eroding the confidence she had painstakingly built because of her

tears still flowing down her cheeks. "How

ran her fingers through