Semua Bab Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother : Bab 651 - Bab 660

"Colin, your girlfriend is so pretty. She looks rather familiar. You have good taste. Lucky you!""Yes, she's pretty, so much so that I worry constantly if I'm good-looking enough for her." Colin put my hand on his shoulder and flaunted proudly."Come on, Colin. Stop showing off. No need to tell us how single we are." The ones approaching were all men, and they complimented us upon seeing me walking hand in hand with Colin. They looked at me respectfully and admirably without any sense of perversion.They gave genuine compliments, and Colin returned with genuine responses. I, too, felt genuinely happy. Men often needed their men's talk. I didn't want to disturb Colin and his friends, so I took a step back, creating enough space to hear the friendly chit-chat between them.They saw my polite gesture and complimented my sensibility. They also mentioned that Colin was so lucky to have found such a classy woman as his girlfriend. As the recipient of these commendations, he smiled ear t

Jasmine thought everyone in this world was like her—that they would go to extreme lengths for money, fame, and glory. But Colin wasn't like her. He held different values. What she was doing only made him detest her more.And he was visibly angered by what she had said. I studied Colin's reaction carefully, afraid that he would get carried away by wrath and make a scene. I couldn't care less if people gossiped about his outburst, but I'd hate to see it ruin Jasmine's party.Jasmine had spent a fortune to organize this party. Most importantly, I hadn't given her my gift yet. I couldn't wait to see her reaction once she received my gift. I could only hope she wouldn't turn crazy.And as I predicted, Colin was furious. He had always been a reserved person in front of everyone else—he barely showed his emotions. His rage, joy, jealousy, and worries only appeared when he was with me.I once asked him why he was so aloof toward everyone. He kissed the tip of my nose and said that his emot

Everyone then talked enviously about the material and the quality of the luggage tag. They were all fresh graduates who were trying to climb the social ladder. No one would have spent so much on a luggage tag unless they were born rich.For the men, the luggage tag was nothing but a practical item. They couldn't have known what a pick-me girl meant. Only girls would know.Jasmine's face turned ashen when she saw the pick-me luggage tag. Then, her face turned beet red when the guy mentioned "pick me." The feeling of not being able to vent her fury had to be awfully frustrating.She lifted her head and glared at me. For a moment, I saw hatred and even murderous malice in her eyes. None of the people present knew about the conflict between Jasmine, Colin, and me. The luggage tag was just an ordinary item to them. Only Jasmine knew what I was trying to imply.It must have been incredibly mortifying to be humiliated in public like this. But who could blame me? She had it coming for pull

"Poor Jasmine. But if she's getting married soon, why is she pining over Colin? What if her future husband finds out and slaps her? If she ruins the arranged marriage, Miranda will give her hell too.""Who knows? Maybe she wants to chase after her dream one last time before she gets married. Colin is handsome. I'm into him too, let alone a woman like Jasmine."…"Colin, I feel bad for Jasmine."Colin scoffed. He pinched my cheek and said disapprovingly, "What did I tell you about being too nice to others? Your eyes and ears might fool you sometimes. Just think of what you heard as a story. That's all.""No way. She didn't place those people here just to fabricate this story in front of us." I highly doubted it. Jasmine held the party to seduce Colin. She didn't have to set up another trivial stage to make her look extra piteous. It was pointless."Oh, I see you've become smarter. Good girl." Seeing that no one was looking, Colin leaned in and kissed my lips.I smacked his should

The dream couple that was my parents always did this. They never cared if I'd get jealous or not—they acted all lovey-dovey in front of me.And they had become even bolder after I moved out for my studies. They flaunted their love life at me, and whenever they called me, they appeared together. They were like two middle-aged lovebirds, and I was just the third wheel. The focus was on them, not their dearest daughter.Colin finally came out from the shower. Noticing that I was lying on the bed with a sulk, he walked toward me, sat down, and dried his hair. Then, he asked what happened and why I had a long face.Why else? My parents, of course. But I was too mad and embarrassed to tell him. "Nothing. I'm going to take a shower now." I went to the bathroom glumly. Once I was done and dried my hair, Colin was already in bed. All lights in the bedroom had been switched off except for the mellow bed lamps. I hung the towel, climbed onto the bed, and tucked myself in."Tomorrow—" Colin