Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"Sure. Other than Colin, who calls me 'babe', and my parents, almost everyone else calls me Lulu," I showed my teeth and smiled innocently. Then, I glanced at Colin timidly.

She wanted to fight me, right? Bring it on, then.

Jasmine withdrew her gaze from Colin and looked at me. She was suppressing her emotions, clearly not anticipating that I would put up a fight. Then she continued gently, "I envy the bond between Colin and you. You're so lucky."

It sounded sincere when she said that I was lucky. For that, I would not argue with her. However, the way she pronounced Colin's name filled me with disgust. She must have done it on purpose, I swore.

I leaned against Colin's arm meekly and nodded happily. "I sure am a lucky girl. Colin spoils me. I can't believe I managed to find a perfect boyfriend like him. I'm so glad we think alike, Jasmine. That means you and I have similar tastes. What a coincidence."

I looked at her with my big, round, innocuous eyes, trying to fish out an acknowledgment from my love rival.

her mask cracked. I laughed out loud internally. She tried to provoke me, and now, I would put her in her

knew that Jasmine and I were fighting with our words. He stretched out his arm to hug my waist. Then, he squeezed it hard at the spot where no one could

was very sensitive. Inexperienced like I was, I couldn't stand it. My face immediately turned red and my knees became

quickly held me in his arms so that I remained upright instead of embarrassing myself in front of everyone. However, my cheeks turned even redder and warmer than before. Colin grinned when he

alive. Then, he whispered

He rubbed against the tip of my nose mischievously and

conversation topic changed, I saw from the corners of my eyes that Jasmine had let out her breath and was leaning back in her wheelchair. She gripped the handles so tightly that her knuckles turned white. There were a lot of suppressed emotions

take Colin away from me, but her advances were quickly shot down by someone

realize that I underestimated her. I didn't

facade of elegance and perfection, to achieve her goal,