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

Chapter 1233: Like the trash they were

Villains were not born, they said. They were created. But in this case, perhaps... this was not how villains were made. Maybe they had always been born like this.

Nina only stopped her ruthless actions when she got tired of it. She had been stabbing her husband for an hour continuously. Even when his grunting and his frail, desperate attempts to save his life - crawling away from her despite being under the influence of whatever Nina had put in his meal-had stopped, she continued.

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The sound of the knife falling to the floor rang softly in her ears, her shaky eyes gazing at the bloody scene beneath her. Jonathan was lying on his stomach, blood spreading underneath him. Slowly, Nina raised her bloody hands and looked at them.

"No," she breathed, jolting away from him and falling to the floor. Her eyes dilated as she crawled away, her gaze taking in the bloody scene around her. "No."

A tear rolled down her cheek as her entire body shook. Her pale face turned even more ashen beneath the splashes of blood on her face and body. Covering her mouth to muffle a scream, her mind finally cleared from the gruesome action she had just committed.

Blinded by rage, Nina had killed her husband.

This marriage might not have been founded on love, but on greed, but she had never expected it to turn out like this.

Looking back, Nina had only married him because he was a Pierson. All her life, she had been trying to ensure the Bennets wouldn't throw her out. It was the reason she had done everything she could to outshine Penny, but Penny was naturally smart and kind. No matter how hard Nina studied as a child, Penny would still get better grades. And because of her sweet and compassionate nature, people were drawn to her.

Therefore, Nina resorted to framing Penny and dragging her down, painting a reputation that nothing Penny did could change. It worked because people started shunning her. Even so, Nina knew she couldn't be complacent-she would never be complacent. Not even for a second.

she tried to be one. That fact alone had never given Nina any peace. Hence, she saw the Pierson family as her way

weren't a way out, but

curled into the corner. Her husband's body lay lifeless in the middle, the scent of his blood clinging to the walls, the floor, the sheets,

clung to everything, reminding her of what she

she feel sorry?

way about Jonathan, but for someone who had committed such a horrific crime, she was scared. Very

still huddled in the corner. She hugged her knees, her face buried in them. Her muffled cries still rang across the room. And as she sat there, she knew someone was watching

didn't know for how long, but she

might've known who had plunged a knife into him a hundred times before he flatlined. However, the problem with him dying was that he could never know what

to this

of the master bedroom was a tall figure. His shadow stretched across the large room, his dark eyes fixed on the figure lying lifeless in a pool of

didn't say

he did was stand there by the door, watching

on her nails had dried as she clasped her shoulders

hated him. This is

silence, a man's hauntingly calm voice caressed her ears. The second his voice reached her, her shoulders stiffened.

gulp, Nina slowly raised her head to meet those familiar

Zoren.

tear rolled down her blood-stained cheek as he brushed it away with