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

Chapter 1389: Is this how the two of you bond?

[SKYLINE PLAZA: Finn's]

The second Nina stepped foot into the mansion, she took in the enormous space. Unlike the place she was used to, this one was ten times larger. After all, her apartment was only the size of this large living room.

Considering Nina had lived in a mansion as a child, she should have been used to it. But alas, part of her wasn't used to it anymore. Or rather, she wasn't used to living in a place that wasn't under her control.

"Finn?" she called, pushing away her fleeting thoughts. Her brows rose as she sniffed, following the scent until she reached the kitchen.

There, inside the kitchen, was Finn. The corner of her lips curled as her eyes softened, watching him work. That white apron he was wearing surely looked good on him.

Leaning against the entrance, Nina watched him in amusement. It wasn't the first time she'd seen him work in the kitchen, but despite the countless times, it never got old. It reminded her of Jessa. Jessa, after all, didn't like cooking.

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Quite ironic, since Jessa was a cook in her own restaurant.

But Jessa used to dislike cooking. She only did so because no one else would feed the family. It just showed that when people care, they'll willingly do things they don't like—or aren't used to-because they care enough to do them.

'He cares...' she told herself, smiling despite recalling what happened in the office today. '... and I'll protect him, myself, and the two of us.'

She might not have gotten confirmation about who wanted to kick her out of the company, but Nina decided right then and there that she wouldn't back down so easily. Now she felt more determined.

"Oh, you're back?" Finn noticed the petite figure by the entrance. Glancing at her, he smiled and placed the ladle aside. He quickly made his way to her, reaching out to hold her arm. "Have you been here long?"

she slipped her hand into his arm and hugged

froze a bit. "Nina, my apron is a

she whispered, resting her head on his chest. He smelled like the dish he was cooking, with a

his hands on her back. "We can talk

enjoying his presence and warmth. "Mhm," she hummed, the corner of her mouth curling. "It's just... I missed you, and you really

short smile escaped

good," she whispered, opening her

at him. "What are

wrong?" he asked, looking deep

her

work, and for her, she didn't want to

was already strained. If she told him about almost getting fired - if

save Finn's relationship with his parents. Perhaps a little. But she was mainly

It was her career on the line, and when it came to that, she

like she always did, without asking

of the day, Nina was an individual outside of

sure?" he asked, and

you asking?" she returned. "Do

you're... strangely sweet," he pointed out and smiled. "Not that I'm

much. "I am always sweet," she quipped.

from his hug, only to hold her

really getting into cooking dinners," Nina noticed as they reached the kitchen, watching Finn get her a new