Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"But I can't help it. My feelings can't magically disappear." Jasmine sobbed even louder, her tears gushing out incessantly. "I'm sorry," uttered Colin.

That was the end of the conversation. There was only Jasmine's stifled and helpless sobbing on the balcony. For a moment, I felt sorry for her.

I had been squatting for so long that my legs went to sleep. I wanted to stand up to peek through the glass panel above me to see if they hugged or not. However, I lost my balance and stumbled forward, pushing the door to the balcony open.

A hilarious scene then ensued where I half-knelt on the floor, one hand trying to close the door while the other hand steadying my body against the floor. Colin leaned against the concrete railing and grinned at me.

Jasmine was crying in her wheelchair. When she saw me, her sadness turned to fright mixed with something else. Resentment, perhaps.

"Uhm, I heard someone talking and I thought we had a break-in. Don't mind me. Please continue with your hug. Do you want a kiss as well? I can give you the privacy you need," I said wryly while I massaged my ankle. I hated Jasmine.

I knew it wasn't polite to interrupt someone's confession. But given how awkward the situation was and that someone was trying to take my boyfriend away from me, I had to say something to assert my dominance.

Jasmine blanched. Even her lips lost their colors. The admiration and imploration in her eyes turned to malice aimed at me. Colin's expression darkened, and he glared at me, warning me not to make matters worse. I immediately covered my mouth.

I got up, stretched my numb legs, and took a few steps back. Right when I wondered if I should tear up, turn around, and run to make Colin chase after me, he acted before I did.

He grabbed my wrist, denying me the chance to run away. "Ms. Taylor, I've said all I want to say. Your body, your choice. It's up to you if you want to cherish it or not. I can't possibly repay the favor I owe you. All I can do is pay for your medical bill.

"Once you're recovered, I'll give you some compensation too to make up for your inability to work. Let me know if you need any help in the future. But my heart? You can't have it. If you want to call me ungrateful, go ahead. I'll endure it."

Jasmine lowered her eyes and looked at Colin's and my intertwined fingers. She bit her lip, and her expression turned despondent. More tears came out of her eyes. Then, Colin turned around and left with me, not even turning back to look at her.

Once we left, Jasmine's bodyguards went in. Behind them were one old and one young female. They scurried while carrying a few bags in their hands. I wondered what they were doing here.

Outside the ward, Colin's footsteps echoed on the empty corridor. His anger slowly vanished as we got farther and farther away from the ward. However, he still looked as scary as ever.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.