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

Chapter 935: Second chances do exist

There wasn't much to show Nina around in the greenhouse if one really thought about it. Surprisingly, though, Cassandra had a lot to share because each corner of this place was full of memories.

"Call me bad, but I hated Finn for a while," she confessed, chuckling as she stopped in front of the small tree in the corner. "But what I hate the most is when someone mentions our engagement. I felt shameful every time I was reminded of our arrangement, and I ended up venting it to him."

Cassandra smiled, glancing at Nina as she stood next to her. "It took me a while before I realized that I wasn't the only one being forced into that engagement. And he didn't deserve how I treated him, but in the end, he didn't hate me for it."

"...?" Nina pursed her lips into a thin line, studying Cassandra's expression. "Why are you telling me this?"

Cassandra shrugged. "Honestly? I don't know, but I feel like I should tell you this."

"Cassandra, if you haven't heard, Finn and I broke up some time ago," Nina's voice was shallow, trying to force a smile. "So, even if I hear all of this... I don't need it. No offense."

"None taken... and I know you two broke up. How? Because when you did, the first thing that came to his mind was to see me."

"Oh."

"For a therapy, of course. Haha. And yet, even though you two broke up, you still take care of him," Cassandra commented, peeling her eyes from Nina, whose brows rose in surprise.

"How did you..."

know quite a few things. Finn and I are technically exes, so whether or not I want to, I had

mention

because they aren't doctors." Cassandra snapped her eyes at the small tree in front of them. "I know it sounds irresponsible of them. After all, their one and only son was in a coma. How

her lips together, guilty of having that same

at the end of the day, we're all different. His parents wouldn't stay with him and take care of him. Like they said, they weren't doctors, and they were scared that someone so inexperienced in taking care

head, biting her tongue to keep

think so,

her head. "I think it's a little... convoluted. It sounds to me like

mind is hard to change. We tell ourselves what makes us feel better, even if things are wrong," Cassandra whispered, her eyes back on the tree. "People do that so much that, in a sense, it starts to make

because Finn is also like that, Nina," she continued, her eyes softening.

Nina. "That's why I understand

face is the reason he fell for me, then I'd rather not

ver

don't need to hear this from me, but... second chances do exist, Nina. I'm not saying this as Finn's spokesperson or anything like that. It may come off like that, but my intention is purely because I think that by not

tree over here?" She glanced at the tree briefly. "It's one of the oldest trees around. We once planted ours, but this