Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1277: Yes, Lily's plan was starting to spiral out of control.

"She knows I like someone, after all."

This time, Max completely froze, his pupils dilating. His breathing slowed slightly as realization dawned on him.

So, Lily wasn't lying when she said Ginnie had been in unrequited love, huh?

Not that Max had doubted Lily's claims, but he hadn't fully trusted them either. Still, he had considered the possibility-there was no harm in believing it.

"I never thought someone like you would like someone," he laughed awkwardly, trying to silence the flood of questions in his mind. "Is this person a man?"

Ginnie frowned, glancing at him briefly before setting her gaze back on the window. "I might find wearing a dress uncomfortable, but I'm not into women."

"Ahh..." Max rocked his head slightly, clearing his throat. "Is that so?"

A heavy silence settled between them. Ginnie remained still, gathering the strength to give him directions to her place. But being in the car wasn't helping-it was making her dizzier by the second.

Max, meanwhile, tapped his fingers against the steering wheel, trying to find the right words to ask without sounding too nosy.

"So." After a prolonged silence, his voice sliced through the thickening air. "You liked a man?"

Ginnie cast him a look. "Why are you asking?"

"To keep you awake?" he blurted out. "You still haven't told me your address."

"It's Block 3..." Ginnie mumbled her address in one breath before huffing. "And yes, I liked a boy."

"A boy?"

"He was just a boy back then," she murmured, studying him through her partially open eyes before looking away. "Somehow, we grew up, and now he's a man."

Max gripped the steering wheel tighter. Another confirmation. Another piece of Lily's claim falling into place.

love with

paused to clear

Ginnie laughed. "Is it?"

a woman," he teased. "I thought you were a guy

for a second before a soft

you liked," he urged, keeping his tone calm, though curiosity gnawed at him. Even though he was dying to know what the hell she saw in Hugo that made her love him for

a long time, so I don't remember everything

curled up. "But I do remember his eyes blazing with passion for basketball. Whenever he played, it was like nothing else mattered. Watching him was inspiring-it made me want

a light chuckle. "If not for him, for the way he poured

the wheel growing firmer. For some reason, listening to her talk about the guy who had stolen her heart felt

love

was a force on the court. If Hugo had pursued a professional career, he would have been

Ginnie added, her words sealing the

connect the dots. After all, Hugo hadn't pursued basketball either. He had joined the

in the pro league, but

Not too long ago?

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Hugo had last played. What was she talking about? Then

The fan club reunion.

yet, Max never considered that the person

chuckled. "He's still as passionate as ever," she mused. "And he's still

Max remained silent.

it," she shrugged indifferently, closing her eyes. "Tell me when

drove even slower, his mind replaying every word she had

he thought

he stopped at a red light, he turned to her. She

because now, he felt sorry

tell him your feelings?" The question slipped out

still conscious, let out a quiet, bitter laugh. "He's good- looking and comes from a good family.