Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 255

I didn’t know who did it, but the words Felix said to me in public on campus quickly reached Lilac’s ears. I wasn’t sure if the story got twisted along the way.

When I walked out of class with the crowd, I spotted Lilac standing against the flow at first glance.

She was dressed in a long light blue dress. Her hair, which was previously in a bob cut, had grown past her shoulders and was draped softly on her back. Wearing a pair of white soft- soled leather shoes, she looked both ladylike and exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

If not for the significant difference in our heights, I’d almost think I was seeing another version of myself with the way she was dressed. It made me pause for a moment.

An answer seemed to emerge, but I quickly dismissed it in my head. No woman would willingly become someone else’s substitute, nor would they want to imitate someone else to gain the attention and love of the man they liked.

A classmate who was walking behind me bumped into my shoulder with hers and asked with a mischievous wink, “Luna, is that your substitute or your sister?

“Some people can be so ignorant. They can copy the way someone is dressed, but they can never emulate their temperament. No matter how much they try to look like someone, it’s just an embarrassing imitation.”

This young woman was named Abby Clay, and she came from the northwest region. She was raised amidst sands and winds. She was not one to tolerate any nonsense.

She was an onlooker during the standoff between me and Felix. Somehow, she picked the right moment to catch me and thoroughly inquired about the past events. She then immediately expressed her great disdain and aversion toward Lilac.

that if given a chance, she would gladly help me vent

the opportunity to present itself

the unexpected appearance of Abby. When she was

let an outsider make a scene in front

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Lilac was defeated and fled in

she venomously threatened me again, “Luna Lawson,

the second time she said those words. Her vicious tone sent

imagined she would

to

would protect me from that rotten Lilac from

not conjoined twins. It wasn’t

all the time.

nearly ruining both me and

evening, at around five or six in the evening, there was a light

up for dinner but ordered

much to do, I focused on