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

Chapter 1569: First love

At the same time...

Dean walked through the hallway, heading to the laboratory. A soft chuckle escaped him, shaking his head.

On his way here, he spotted Penny's car with Mark inside. In other words, he knew Penny was once again in the laboratory. It was the perfect time for him to boast in front of her and remind her that he needed her. However, when Dean finally reached the laboratory and opened the door quietly, he froze.

His breath hitched as his eyes widened.

Inside were Penny and Zoren, their lips locked in a visible embrace.

His mind instantly went blank as Zoren's sharp eyes slid in his direction. For a moment, Zoren met his gaze, and almost as if to mock him, pulled Penny closer, his hand on the back of her head. In one swift move, he lifted Penny by the waist and seated her on the counter.

Unaware of the additional pair of eyes, she willingly wrapped her arms around Zoren's neck.

Dean gulped, and before he knew it, he walked out in a slight panic. His fingertips trembled, his mouth opening and closing. Surprisingly, instead of a torrent of thoughts, his mind was blank.

His eyes darted, loosening his tie as he hurried away from there.

Dean didn't stop for anyone. He just kept walking, trying to erase the scene of Zoren and Penny replaying in his mind. As soon as he jumped into his car, the silence seemed more deafening. His chest heaved, his complexion pale.

"What..." he trailed off, his brows furrowing deeply. "... the hell?"

What had he just witnessed?

All this time, Dean clung to the idea that Penny and Zoren were likely in a contractual marriage-an agreement made for their own personal interests. Nothing serious. No feelings involved. Just a piece of paper binding them in what people called marriage.

But what was that?

there briefly, he saw in that moment just how passionately she appeared. For a brief moment, it reminded him of how she used to be passionate about so

shaking his

been holding onto since Zoren introduced his wife shattered. And he felt like he was falling along with it, free-falling into an endless abyss. An abyss where he knew that no matter how long he stayed in the

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with a tissue, then rubbed his

sick whenever

for his cup of tea to soothe himself. As he did, he refocused on the papers he had been working

be my fate, I wouldn't have agreed to take

time, he was swamped. As one of the most competitive schools in

grandfather, the previous headmaster of the school, made it look easy. It was why Ray thought that if he became the headmaster, he would have all the time in the world to play. But alas, he realized it was a trap

Damn it!

deepened as he worked on some papers quietly. After some time, Ray leaned back and stretched his

he muttered, glancing at the mountain of papers

twisted, looking

of sight, out of

needed to work on, Ray decided to call it a day. He packed his briefcase, taking just a few papers to grade later. And with that, he walked out of

and fro. But just as he walked out of

cocked

narrowing his eyes.

"What's he

a few steps away, eyeing Dean, who seemed surprisingly out

dim lighting casting a shadow on half of Dean's face, Ray could see the other half

his eyes distant as if lost

mentally elsewhere. For those who knew him, it was clear Dean didn't seem to know

Ray quipped, breaking