Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

One tall man and one short one stood outside. They were both wearing dark-colored suits. One was dragging a huge piece of luggage while the other was pushing a wheelchair. The three of them donned an awkward expression.

Jasmine was wearing a long white dress, and a thin sheet lay on her legs. Her lustrous hair cascaded down her neck. Even a long journey failed to make her unkempt.

I hadn't seen her in many years. I subconsciously compared her current face to the face in my memory.

Perhaps due to the incident, she looked skinnier than she was back at school. Her facial features were more pronounced, her eyes were big and sparkly. Sitting in the wheelchair, she was elegant and well- mannered. With a smile, she greeted me casually, "Long time no see, Luna."

She emphasized my name, which bothered me a bit.

Ever since Colin rejected her advance in her final year at university, I had stopped seeing her on campus. I didn't know where she had gone. Were it not for what had happened recently, I would've forgotten about her.

She was my senior and two years older than me. Even though we hadn't seen each other for years, she hadn't changed a bit other than losing some weight. She still spoke with the same gentle cadence as she did in the past.

For a moment-perhaps it was just a trick of the eyes-I sensed something unfamiliar behind this familiar face. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I certainly did not like it.

"Long time no see indeed, Jasmine," I greeted back.

Colin shook. He finally realized that he had guests. Therefore, he came over and opened the door. He then invited them in apologetically, "My girlfriend needed me. Sorry for the wait. Please come in."

The decently sized living room looked crammed as three individuals plus a wheelchair came into the picture. Andrew stretched out his limbs grouchily occupying as much space as possible.

What was he trying to achieve by taking up space? While he may be tall, he still acted like a child sometimes, which added to his cuteness.

"Ms. Taylor, this is the place I found in a rush. It's not huge, so it can't accommodate so many people. Please bear with me. I'll find another apartment for you and your colleagues soon," said Colin very courteously.

"Oh, no need for the hassle, Colin. Just find me a hotel will do. I wouldn't want to impose myself in your apartment," said Jasmine tenderly after she checked out her surroundings discreetly. Her eyes were glued to Colin as if no one else mattered in her world. She seemed to put him above herself.

She wouldn't want to impose herself in his apartment? What did she mean? Why did it sound so familiar?

My eyelid twitched. I had expected to see Jasmine here, but to see her launch her first attack this soon and silently... Just how impatient was she? Her words let me know that she was here to put up a fight.

I finally knew what was hiding behind that familiar face of hers-hypocrisy.

I had seen many telenovelas and had many first-hand experiences myself. Naturally, I could read between the lines and understood the latent message.

After a few years, the easygoing woman who said, "We're friends, right?", had turned hypocritical and plastic. And she seemed to be more cunning than Lilac. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Lilac only knew how to play the victim and stir up some small trouble. But presently, Jasmine just declared war on me while maintaining her cultivated facade.

She was trying to provoke me so that I'd scowl back and make a fool of myself.

But I was not a gullible girl anymore. She came to grab what was mine, but I was not going to let her achieve that.