Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Matthew was the first to make his pursuit of me clear. I couldn’t find a reason to say no, so I

agreed.

While washing my face, I was thinking about my four years at Lincoln University. In the first semester, some guys would always send me flowers and ask for my contact number for no apparent reason. However, nothing like that ever happened again in the following years.

Due to this reason, I always felt envious when I saw a man holding a big bouquet of roses and confessing his love to a woman.

At that time, I thought I was too tall and indifferent, which made me unpopular. Or maybe my classmates at Lincoln University loved studying so much that they had no time to care about a beautiful woman like me, which made me appear so worthless.

But Jesselton College was different from Lincoln University. The second day after I reported here, a senior blocked my way and asked for my contact number.

Felix happened to pass by that day. I didn’t know what he said to that senior, but he turned around and walked away. He never looked for me again.

And now, Matthew was the pursuer. Although it was just beginning, his pursuit was more intense than that senior’s.

I didn’t know what would happen to me if I accepted his pursuit.

But I was 22. Many of my college classmates went out to live with their boyfriends during their sophomore year. I had never even held a man’s hand. Everyone had always regarded me as a freak

because of this. So, I thought I had reached the age of love and should have a boyfriend.

Matthew and I were old friends, and I knew him to a certain extent. Since he had liked me for so many years, it might be a good idea to be his girlfriend.

I combed my long hair, wore a light blue dress, and went out with my small bag.

When I closed the apartment door, I felt a cold gaze behind me, which was about to pierce my back.

Anxiously, I walked out. I then saw something red in front of me.

Matthew had changed into a light gray suit, which looked very formal. His hair seemed to have been specially styled, making him look even more elegant.

He was holding a large bouquet of red roses and was standing a few steps from the door. Seeing me, he smiled. He appeared to be full of joy and enthusiasm.

“Lulu, these are the roses I picked. Do you like them?”

He handed the roses to me.

Two women happened to pass by. Seeing him handing over roses to me, they walked away

with a smile and even cheered me on.

It was my first time receiving flowers, so I was very excited. I felt like all the blood in my body was rushing to my head, and my cheeks were hot.

I took the roses carefully. As I dared not to look at him, I buried my face in the roses.

Matthew chuckled. He wanted to hold my hand, but I sidestepped away. Although I saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes, I only smiled at him.

He was very open–minded and instantly recovered his mood. He stood beside me. “Let’s go. I’ll take you to have a big meal.”

The air conditioner was on in his car, which made it a suitable temperature. The air was filled with the faint smell of leather.

I sat in the front passenger seat, concentrating on adjusting the roses. Unintentionally, I saw his phone screen light up. The caller’s number looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember whose it belonged to.

It was his call, after all. It had nothing to do with me, so I didn’t think about it deeply. I turned back to look at the receding scenery outside.

When the traffic light at the intersection turned red, he picked up his phone, opened his WhatsApp, and replied with a brief message.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!