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

Chapter 976: Are you sure you and I are the same person?

"Hey, Penny."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think about it?"

"About what?"

"Renren our husband."

"Hmm... what do I think about him?" Penny turned to her right, her eyes falling on another version of herself. The better version of herself - the successful one, the good one, the one who was able to live her dream.

The two of them were seated in this dark space, with just a spotlight on each of them.

"Nothing, to be honest," the drunk Penny answered, peeling her eyes away from the other version of her to look at the darkness ahead. "I thought what he did for me... is kind of noble. But at the same time, he's kind of sick in the head too! How can he marry me when I'm dead?"

"You married him while he was hovering between life and death."

"Well — that makes sense." The drunk Penny shrugged. "I guess there's the two of us."

The sober Penny smiled, keeping her eyes on the darkness ahead. "Won't you ask me what I thought of it?"

"Why would I? You and I are the same. It's not like we're two different people in your body. I am you, and you are me. Even if I don't want to, I have no choice but to share your train of thought."

"Then why are we still having this conversation?"

"Because you're a crazy bee?"

version's response. "I guess I did have such

are pretty hilarious,

of silence fell between them as

as if there was something to see in that

the sober Penny, looking at

that question when you already know what's on my mind?" "Hearing it from you wouldn't

drunk Penny shrugged. "Just...

"Our."

to tears." The drunk Penny

you

like me... crazy people like you and me would do that. But that man... he married a corpse just because no one else would take our body home and host us a proper

toward the

the sober Penny whispered. "It's

then, but what I do know is that... when I married him, I wasn't in the right state of mind either. I was the person I was most scared of, Penelope. The very person you are scared to be. The very

not be out of pity or love, but insanity... but what I am certain of is that, just like you... he's probably scared of

end of the day, the drunk Penny and the sober Penny might be one. The only difference was that the drunk Penny was more uncontrollable. Why? Because

to in life. Just like how I decided to marry him while he's hovering between life

him," the sober Penny breathed out as a subtle smile crept across her face.

"You should."

don't have to tell

have to because it

sober Penny furrowed her brows, turning to the drunk one.

drunk Penny looked

think the reason this mind of ours is so distorted by alcohol is because somehow, someway, the reason I believed I got out of prison is

smile appeared on the drunk Penny's face

seemed to brighten. She squinted and

one. "Wakez up, girl. There's no point in hiding in here.