Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Colin pinched my back to silence me before I could retaliate. Then, he replied politely, "Lulu is my girlfriend. You saved my life, so I'm sure she doesn' mind helping you."

"Your girlfriend?" Jasmine lifted her head to scrutinize me. Then, she looked down and mumbled the word "girlfriend" to herself incredulously, or perhaps, resentfully. "Colin, didn't you tell me back then that you regarded her as a younger sister?"

Colin tilted his head and chuckled. His slender fingers tucked a lock of hair behind my ears, and he caressed my cheek with his knuckles. Affection oozed from his gesture. "Back then, yes. To be more precise, I was trying to get closer to her to ask her out.

"When I was six, I swore I would marry her. Therefore, she'll be my wife. My only wife."

As Colin uttered those words, the formality and politeness in his tone gave way to tenderness and affection. He looked at me with doting eyes until I blushed and my heart fluttered.

I pouted and shot eye daggers at Colin. Why was he flirting with me in front of everyone? I knew he loved me a lot. But he should read the room! Colin ruffled my hair. He used his actions to tell everyone that he wanted to pamper and spoil me.

Jasmine's expression darkened after hearing what Colin said. Her eyes turned glossy. She hid the sadness within her and put up a brave front. "We haven't seen each other for years, and I see you've found yourself a girlfriend. Congratulations, Colin."

I was puzzled by Jasmine's seemingly calm congratulations, but she soon bore her fangs. "I'm surprised that the pride of Lincoln University lives in such a small apartment. You must be a humble and modest person.

"Oh, Luna. You're still studying, aren't you? I heard it's expensive to live in Jinovy. Fortunately, Colin earns enough to get that covered."

What a load of bullcrap.

She was trying to say that I was a student who wasn't financially independent. Therefore, I had to rely on Colin. She could have told me that right away. There was no need to beat about the bush. Wasn't it tiring to speak in this indirect way?

Either way, regardless if I relied on Colin or not, what did that have anything to do with her?

Was she so bored that she had to stick her nose in someone else's business?

Ah, she must be trying to make herself look understanding, tolerant, and sensible while highlighting the fact that she was an independent woman who needed no man.

Little did she know, men were often sick of women who were too powerful or too meek. She wanted to portray that she was not like the other women, but in my eyes, this only brought out the inferiority complex in her.

She must have never expected that her junior, who used to help others deliver love letters to her, had become a woman who outshone her in every way.

I wasn't being narcissistic. It was a fact.

I was 5.5 feet tall and weighed around 110 pounds. My body was shapely, and I did very well academically at Jesselton College. I was en route to becoming a great watercolor artist in the future.

And most importantly, I was younger than her. That alone already gave me an edge over her.

She wanted to fight me? Sure. Bring it on.

"I sure am lucky, Jasmine. We rented this place because it's close to my school. Besides, we're not staying here permanently, so we aren't fussy about it. Colin asked me to get a bigger place, but I said there was no point. I'm still studying, and I might work somewhere else in the future. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Besides, Colin and I are not materialistic people, so we dismissed the whole idea. We only moved in recently, and you three are our first guests. I know it's packed here, and Colin didn't tell me that we would have visitors either. Forgive me for the lack of reception."

"No, no. Don't get me wrong. This apartment is small but cozy." Jasmine brushed her hair and smiled like an elegant lady. However, something was brewing in her eyes. "I'm sorry for troubling you too, Luna. Can I call you Lulu as Colin does? I think that'll make us closer."