Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

My mother was a broad-minded and decisive person who took a direct approach to life.

Meanwhile, Duncan had been sitting at the other table and was clearly quite drunk. He laughed out loud before he said in his booming voice, “That’s right. Our kids have all grown up now. You are … Harper, right? When your daughter and Melinda’s son get married, don’t forget to invite us to the wedding as well!”

“Of course! You’re Felix’s uncle! You would certainly be invited!” Mom replied cheerfully.

Just like that, the conversation quickly switched from what college we were attending to the ways everyone would be chipping in for our wedding. If I didn’t know better, I’d have assumed I was getting married tomorrow!

Everyone was now engaged in an enthusiastic discussion about the wedding. Even one of Felix’s young relatives, a mere child, was excitedly declaring that he wanted to be the flower boy.

I lost interest in this conversation quite quickly.

it countless times before, so there was no use wasting my breath trying to stop them from talking about it. Thus, I just focused

marriage felt like something too far in the future for me to consider. It was much too early to even discuss it. Besides, shouldn’t we be the ones in charge of our wedding plans? I couldn’t possibly let them do

was serious about my intention to marry Felix. Our wedding had to be something that

and Felix had a mind of

crossed my mind that a relationship involved two people. By the time I

acted that fateful night. I never expected him to do what he did. He used

very worked up since he stood up so aggressively that his chair skidded noisily behind him before crashing onto the

practically made me jump out of my seat.

had never seen Felix like

his face, and his lanky figure was trembling slightly. However, what scared me the most was the anger in his eyes and

spat, “This is all your fault. You’re constantly following me around, but I can’t say or do anything about it! Stay away

stared at him dumbfounded.

could feel the blood rush to my head,

different from accusing me of being a shameless simp,