Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Why did I become so cowardly when I really encountered something?

I rubbed my cheeks, trying to make myself look less stiff. "Colin, where did you go just now? Why are you sweating?"

He casually wiped his forehead with his finger. "I went to look at some houses and suddenly felt thirsty. So, I went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water.

"Then, I happened to run into Jasmine and wanted to ask her about her rehabilitation progress. So we wandered there for a while. It was quite cool inside the supermarket. How did you notice I was sweating?"

So, that was what happened.

I knew it.

The dark cloud shrouding my heart dispersed just like that.

While having pasta with Ivy at night, I scrolled through social media and found a post from one person at the bottom of my friends list. It said: "If it's you, I don't mind waiting a few more years."

The photo showed a corner of the supermarket, with a tall man standing in front of the yogurt aisle. He was holding a red box and carefully reading the ingredient list. Judging from his position, it was probably a box of yogurt and the red packaging indicated my favorite flavor, strawberry.

Colin didn't tell me earlier he bought something for me, and since he hadn't returned, I couldn't be sure if he bought that yogurt for me. In other words, it was normal for him to buy Jasmine some food or even something expensive because he had saved her before. Plus, it was just yogurt. It was not worth fussing over.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

But my heart still felt sour.

I was really petty sometimes.

To prevent myself from getting jealous, I took a peek at Jasmine's social media account and found that her latest post was the one I saw.

Going back further were posts from two months ago. They were mostly about daily trivial matters, including photos of various luxurious parties attended by handsome men and pretty ladies, accompanied by fine wine.

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None of them were about love.

I drew two conclusions from what I saw. Firstly, Jasmine's latest post was probably specifically set for me to see. Secondly, her private life was very open and extravagant.

We ended dinner quite late, and Colin couldn't pick me up due to his social engagement. Winston enthusiastically volunteered to take me home while Ivy insisted on tagging along.

Winston treated Ivy pretty well. After pretending to scold her a little, he let her follow him to send me home.

It was said that a man's feelings for a woman could be seen in the way he indulged her. Winston was subtly indulging Ivy, and these two very likely had something going on.

We chatted and laughed all the way home. By the time we arrived, it was almost nine: I leaned over the railing on the terrace and saw Ivy following Winston like a puppy. She reached out to tug on his shirt a few times, only to be rejected.

However, she persisted and went in for another tug. With that, Winston reluctantly accepted it.

Winston, with his long legs, walked quickly, but Ivy was bouncing along happily behind him.

She was just using the excuse of sending me home as a stepping stone. Suddenly, I felt so lonely.

I called Colin, and he picked up quickly this time. Unfortunately, it was too noisy and I couldn't hear what he was saying clearly. He raised his voice and said something before hanging up.