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

Chapter 1831: Everything because of you

Zoren lowered his head slightly as the men closed in from all sides. Suddenly, in this oppressive silence, he heard her voice.

"Renren."

It was Penny’s voice; her voice as a child—that sweet and innocent voice that was the first to touch his heart. The voice he had mentally stored, just to never forget the person who had pushed him to keep going.

"My darling."

Then, followed by the voice of his wife. That sweet, gentle, loving voice, matched with those beautiful eyes that looked at him as if she was simply grateful to have him around. In his first life, he didn’t have enough memories to recall.

His life didn’t even flash before his eyes when he died, and it didn’t surprise him. After all, there was nothing in his first life worth remembering. No memories he would like to take to the afterlife. In this life, however, there were too many.

And if his life were to flash before his eyes, he knew he would take his last breath with a smile.

But not now.

Zoren drew another deep breath, apologizing to his wife in his heart for breaking his promise—a promise to get out of here unscathed. If he wanted to survive and escape, he knew he had to spill his own blood.

Resolve hardened in his mind as he nodded to himself. He listened to the sounds behind him, while his eyes were fixed on the entrance. He first caught a muzzle moving in carefully, but then, he looked away. He glanced over his shoulder, catching one approaching.

In the next second, Zoren hit the man on the leg before lunging where the man was. The man next to him pointed a gun, but in close proximity, Zoren grabbed the falling man and used him as a shield.

he grabbed the body of

BANG! BANG! BANG!

handle, hitting a man’s chest. Coming from his

wrestled with the other, he twisted the rifle’s strap and opened fire at the man. He had to thank his wife for all the times she pushed him to work hard, and encouraged him to get better both physically and

that, he wouldn’t be fighting

corner backed away. His eyes were wide, watching Zoren take down

even if he was grazed or inflicted a blow in return.

his teeth, his body shivering as he

occur. But even Butler Gilbert was dead. His friends were dead. He was just a new recruit, and he

a handgun at his side. His

cocked the pistol, the man in the corner watched as Zoren went one-on-one with the last guy on their team. His pistol

shot at Zoren, who was slammed on the counter while

latter’s fingertips grazing a rifle. He panicked, and before

BANG!

Zoren pinned on the counter, arms around his neck, felt

hitched as he touched his side, his grip on Zoren’s neck loosening. When he turned his head, his eyes went wide as

"You—"

the corner who had opened fire paled. His mouth quivered,

didn’t reach his brother as the latter went limp, falling on Zoren’s side. The moment his brother’s body fell with a thud, the man’s mind went black. All