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

Chapter 965: What the hell is wrong with Penny?

"Penny."

"Huh?" Charles turned to his side where Haines was seated in the van. "Did you just call my daughter?"

Haines was staring at his phone, his lips evidently curling downward. When he turned to face Charles, his expression showed exhaustion, as if he were fed up with Penny's antics.

Charles smiled. "What did my daughter do now, Haines?"

"Hahaha!" Jessa laughed, slapping Haines's back, making him hunch over with each slap. "Hahaha!"

"Jessi..." Allison sighed, standing near her husband and Haines's table. "Stop slapping Haines's back. He can't eat his food with Grandma Pierson's message. Slapping his back isn't going to help."

"HAHAHA! But it's about time!" Jessa rested her hands on Haines's chair, wiggling her brows playfully. "You old man should find a wife. Penny's in-law is right! You can't stay a third wheel all your life and..."

Jessa trailed off as a glint flickered across her eyes. Her gaze landed on Charles. "And so you can stop supporting this guy's insanity." freewebnovel.com

"Insanity? Hah! Jessa Cortez, between you and me — you're insane! You belong in the asylum—ack!" Charles almost bit his tongue as a hand suddenly flew to the back of his head. When he looked up while rubbing the back of his head, his eyes turned round and wiggly as he looked at his wife. "Ali... have you not forgiven me yet?"

"Charles, it doesn't mean that just because I'm talking to you, I'm not disappointed in you anymore," Allison huffed. 'If not for Jessa, I wouldn't even talk to him. I'm just scared Jessa would kill him if I didn't talk to him.'

"Ali, my honey... please forgive me just this once..."

shook her head, watching Charles beg his wife while rubbing his palms together. She then gazed down at Haines, smirking. She shamelessly invited herself to sit beside him, cupping her

Haines, drinking from his glass of water. "I've lived my life alone, and I'm fine with it.

life alone?" Jessa arched a brow. "If so, then can

did you come home to?" she continued meaningfully. "You aren't alone. You've been

true. Haines has always been

chin and

you two never been worried about him?" Jessa returned, only to see the couple's expressions falter a bit. "All his

cast her eyes back to Haines. "I mean, no one's forcing you, but

just a number. If my ugly neighbor with clear brain deficiencies was able to find a déranged husband, then

with brain deficiencies?" Charles mumbled, only to hear his wife

calls her that because she hates

"Ah..."

what's the harm in trying?!" Jessa exclaimed, stressing every syllable. "You two should back me up on this! Why are you whispering to each

down beside her husband. The two of them cast their eyes on Haines, their

honestly, it's not too late...?" Allison commented awkwardly. "Besides, at this age, dating is for everyone. You just have to

you acting like this is some sort of hard task? Grandma will arrange everything,

"Besides, Grandma Pierson has

she couldn't deny that she wasn't worried about him. Jessa also had a point. Sometimes, Haines was more of Charles's wife than her. Not that she was jealous of it, but she believed

chance to

kind of love. He might be loved by Charles and Allison and their children, but she had always wished for Haines to experience other kinds of

thin line, his eyes scanning their hopeful faces. Charles even nodded

told himself, sliding his eyes to the corner. 'It's