Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 32

Felix calmly raised his head to look at me. I didn’t understand what he was doing. Heck, even the fruit in

my mouth tasted bland now.

“The heck are you looking at?” I asked.

“Where’s my fruit, Luna? Is this how you treat me?”

I was speechless.

Couldn’t he take some himself? Didn’t he have hands? Was he still expecting me to feed him like how used to? Sorry, but I decided never to treat him the same way again after he insulted me like I was a

piece of trash.

“Take it yourself. Why are you acting like you’re a guest here? You even know where all our passbooks

are in the house.”

I swore I meant nothing when I said those words. I was just bantering like usual with Felix.

But Lila’s expression changed immediately. There was some anger and some upset, but mostly, there

was envy.

“Is your family rich, Luna? Do you tell just anyone where your family keeps their passbooks? Aren’t you

worried something would happen?”

I shrugged nonchalantly. I was just giving an example to demonstrate how familiar Felix was with my house. As for our passbooks, if I had no idea where they were, Felix definitely wouldn’t either.

whether my family was actually rich,

gave up. Lilac’s way of thinking was too

dad’s a high school teacher, and my

but we do live pretty decently. In my mother’s words,

middle of the pack,”

exaggeration. We

Lilac’s expression grew even uglier. She held onto Felix’s arm all meek–like and said softly. “It’s actually pretty nice not being rich.

the parents‘ divorcing because of their bad

Chapter 32

head to look at me. I didn’t understand what he was doing. Heck, even the fruit in my

are you looking at?”

Is this how

I was speechless.

used to? Sorry, but I decided never to treat him the same way again after he insulted me

piece of trash.

you acting like you’re a guest

are in the house.”

those words. I was just bantering like usual with

changed immediately. There was some anger and some upset, but

was envy.

you tell just anyone where your family keeps their passbooks? Aren’t you worried

was just giving an example to demonstrate how familiar Felix was with my house. As for our passbooks, if I had no idea

she was wondering whether my family was actually rich,

way of thinking was too

a high school teacher, and my mom’s an interior designer. Their income is pretty decent. My family can’t be said to be rich, but we do live pretty decently. In my mother’s words, we fall somewhere in the middle

without any exaggeration. We were just chatting,

“It’s

not being rich. I heard that well–off families aren’t happy. There’s either sibling rivalry over inheritance or the parents‘ divorcing

my parents were