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

Chapter 1255: Hopefully, kisses will suffice tonight.

Meanwhile...

Finn rested his arms on his legs, holding his phone between his knees. It wasn't that he didn't understand Penny. In fact, he did. Penny fought a patient fight. No one knew what she was doing, and to an outsider, it often seemed like she was disregarding everything. But then, once her enemy made their grand move, she would have already countered it—or ruined their plans entirely.

Finn understood that, and he knew Jonathan did too. After all, if Jonathan didn't, he would have made his second move by now. But instead, Jonathan had gone quiet, going along with Dean's sadism.

Still Nina's biological mother?

Just what kind of twisted plan did Jonathan have for Nina? Everyone knew Nina's mother was dead. Moreover, Jessa Cortez would easily recognize anyone claiming to be Nina's mother. After all, the only person who truly knew what Nina's mother looked like was Jessa.

His thoughts halted when he heard footsteps on the stairs. Looking up, Finn immediately stood as soon as he saw Nina's feet. Much to his surprise, she was already smiling at him.

"I just remembered to store the food away," she said with a smile. "You should go shower now while I clean the kitchen."

"..." Worry gleamed in his eyes as he watched her casually walk to the kitchen. With a sigh, he chose to follow her. "Nina, you don't have to clean the kitchen. I can do it later."

"It's alright," she replied, shaking her head. "I'm alright now, Finn. I was just shocked earlier, but after a long shower and some thinking, I realized there was no need for me to care about it. It's impossible, right?"

This time, Finn pressed his lips into a thin line. Her reassuring smile only made him worry more. He knew her. Nina always hid her true feelings; she might be direct about what she wanted, but when it came to her worries and pain, she kept them secret.

At one point, he wondered if that was one of the reasons he was drawn to her.

Slowly, Finn walked to her side and took her hand. His brows rose when she looked up and met his gaze.

"Finn, I'm alright," she repeated with a sigh. "You don't need to worry about me anymore."

"How can I not worry when my soon-to-be wife doesn't seem to trust me?" His frown deepened, but his eyes softened. "Nina, it's okay if you're not okay. I'm here."

Hearing this, Nina pressed her quivering lips together.

worries in front of others, but... you can show me your worst when it's just the two of us," he encouraged gently,

held her breath until her neck turned taut. The corners of

it possible?" she whispered weakly, lowering her head until her forehead rested against his firm chest. "She... died during childbirth.

was just impossible

so, this was her first time experiencing something like this. Never in her life had someone stopped her and claimed to be her mother. Although Nina had no real emotional attachment to her biological mother—having already

even know what to feel," she continued under her breath. "There were a lot of emotions I felt, but the most

Finn. I'm scared that this is real-that she's been alive all this time. I'm afraid to hear her story and what kind

above all, I'm scared that... I might listen to her, forgive her, and let her into

was content with

was doing well. She was surrounded by good people and

genuinely cared for her. She had siblings-the Bennets-and

family.

that not being born a Bennet wasn't a bad thing.

Bennets and the

was also engaged to a

who was willing to acknowledge his shortcomings and grow with her. Her

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but it was

woman-who

real mother-had

and the unanswered questions terrified her to

slowly pulled her into his embrace, patting her back gently. He didn't say anything at first,

she might not be," he said quietly. "But... I'll always be

her grip on his back, closing her eyes for a moment. After a while, he released her from his hold and took a small step back. As he did, Nina looked up at him and gave him a small

nod in return. As he smiled back, his gaze fell to her lips. He gulped, then met her eyes, only to

trailed off as he carefully leaned in, tilting his head. "...

pressed her lips together but didn't move, allowing him to lean closer.