Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 141

Helen was lying on the bed, seemingly doing something. When she saw me come in, she looked at the roses in my arms for a few seconds and then turned away. She showed indignant disgust and was seemingly unreconciled.

I didn’t say anything, let alone do anything. I wondered what this woman disliked about me. Why did she hate me more and more? Did same–sex repulsion also apply to roommates?

It stood to reason that it shouldn’t. At Lincoln University, I got along very well with my two roommates. Why were the roommates at Jesselton College so difficult to get along with?

Helen’s unwarranted hostility was so strange.

I put the roses on my table, thinking about finding something to keep them when Helen said, “I have hay fever.”

What? Hay fever?

Did it mean that I had to throw away such beautiful flowers? I felt a little troubled. It would be a pity to throw them away.

It was the first bouquet of red roses I had ever received. Apart from the sender’s intention and the meaning of the flowers, they deserved to be treated with sincerity.

But I couldn’t keep them.

Helen was allergic to flowers. I heard that severe allergies could lead to death. Regardless of why she resisted me, her life was more important.

who was enthusiastic and good at caring about others. I knew very well what the right

a few beautiful photos of the bouquet from all directions and then carried it out. I placed it on the windowsill of the

failed to protect you. Just follow whoever comes

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bedside lamp was already off. I quietly washed up and

those roses lay quietly in various postures.

a happy thing, I wanted to share

been used to him taking care of me in

instantly, “It’s beautiful. Where did

this, I might’ve told them frankly. But it was Colin. I felt inexplicably guilty

was bad.

it to me. He also took me to a

whose love letters were hidden by

thin, and

did he

said he wants me to be

“Did you agree?”

agree casually? I have to consider it. I can’t

minutes later, he