Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 245

I still felt uneasy after returning to my room and washing up. In order to quickly calm myself down, I started painting.

I was someone who became completely absorbed in whatever I was doing. Just a few minutes after picking up the paintbrush, I was completely in the zone.

When I finally put down the brush, I was exhausted and realized that it was almost one in the morning.

I had painted for the last three hours without paying attention to anything outside or even going to the bathroom.

Indeed, when people were doing something, time flew by quickly. Pains like heartache were also relieved.

Climbing onto the bed with my tired body, I instinctively picked up my phone and opened WhatsApp. The person whose chat box was at the top had written a short message more than three hours ago, just after I rushed into the apartment.

The message wasn’t too long, and the content was simple. “If you’re concerned about the Instagram post, I can explain.”

It turned out that the young woman was Uncle Albert’s youngest daughter, Emma White. She turned 20 this year and had chosen to start her own business instead of continuing her education after graduating from high school.

She started a small studio and mainly took on advertising projects.

A few days ago, she signed on to a large project. But due to her limited knowledge and experience, she came to ask for Colin’s help.

He said Emma would be flying back tomorrow night. If I wanted to meet her, he could bring

1. me.

came to mind from the back

seven years ago, during the summer vacation of my first year of high school. That was when a little girl visited Aunt Mel.

important person. I didn’t make it a point to remember her. That

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make

young, innocent face from many years ago, it surprisingly

to him, the look in her eyes

So that was it!

from romance novels, up to the point where I lost even the most basic ability to judge

huge misunderstanding

wronged and assuming the role of the victim. I even cried all night, just to find out

in the sand when faced with something. I lacked communication skills and almost wrongly

painting all this time. I just saw this. I’m sorry, Colin. I’ve

accepted the fact,

and making necessary corrections was

Colin would forgive me.

But it didn’t

an

he had been staring at his phone for the past three hours, waiting