Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Chapter 411

“Okay. Did Flynn call you?” Colin asked.

“How did you know? Did he contact you?” I was surprised.

“He asked me before if I knew Queenie’s whereabouts, but I didn’t tell him. Actually, if you hadn’t posted that photo, he might not have found so quickly,” Colin explained.

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“I don’t know if I did the right thing. I wanted Flynn to see it. After so many years, they need. to end their relationship instead of letting it hang. Flynn owes Queenie an explanation. And he has to step up if we want Queenie to move on.

“I don’t want Queenie to wait any longer. I pity her. Being together for five years is long enough. I don’t want her to waste a lifetime on Flynn. Flynn isn’t worth it, and Queenie deserves better,” I grumbled sadly.

“I just ended a call with Flynn, and he seemed very emotional. He might come over these days, so keep an eye on Queenie. If anything happens, call me immediately. Don’t try to handle this yourself.

“And make sure Queenie gets to have a talk with Flynn. It doesn’t matter if Flynn will give her closure, but she needs to end things herself. At least she should know what she really wants. That way, she won’t mess things up later. Starting over will definitely be painful,” Colin said

worriedly.

And I’ll talk to Queenie.” I nodded slightly.

girl. Do you miss me?” Colin grinned

I wouldn’t confess truthfully? I was as red as a tomato when I

quite hear what she said, but the gist was that they couldn’t believe the cool and handsome Mr. White was trying to charm a lady.

there was someone else in the room?

heard it before. It was probably one of Colin’s colleagues. I told myself not

Colin, a strong sense of unease overwhelmed

reveal Queenie’s whereabouts to Flynn. I just wanted Queenie and Flynn to talk it out and break up. It was the only way Queenie would move on and

recently. Although she seemed calm on the outside as if she had everything under control, I could see her awake from Insomnia every time I woke up at night. The sorrows and depression in her eyes only grew with time. She looked even

to escape Flynn, but she also hoped that he would look for her. They

hurt, continuing the

grew indecisive. That was where I came in, to give her a pish.

expected, on the fourth evening after that heavy rain,