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.

Lilac’s questions really were peculiar. While she was wondering whether my family was actually rich, she was also questioning Felix’s

gave up. Lilac’s way of

dad’s a high school teacher, and my mom’s an interior

to be rich, but we do live pretty decently. In my

of the pack,”

truthful without any exaggeration.

Felix’s arm all meek–like and said softly. “It’s actually pretty nice not being

parents‘ divorcing because of their

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what he was doing. Heck, even the fruit

you

Luna? Is this how you treat

I was speechless.

Was he still expecting me to feed him like how I used to? Sorry, but I decided never to

piece of trash.

yourself. Why are you acting like you’re a guest here? You even know where

are in the house.”

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

some anger and

was envy.

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

how familiar Felix was with my house. As for our passbooks, if I had no idea where they were, Felix definitely wouldn’t

questions really were peculiar. While she was wondering whether my

way of thinking

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

words were truthful without any exaggeration.

“It’s

all meek–like and said softly actually pretty nice not being rich. I heard that well–off families aren’t happy. There’s either sibling rivalry over inheritance or the parents‘

parents were