Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"Say yes, please, Colin. I'm begging you."

Her words were genuine yet desperate. Indeed, the first to fall in love was often the one who was hurt the most in a relationship. But that didn't mean she deserved the right to wreck someone's relationship. Love only worked if both parties committed to it.

I was once desperate like her too. All I ever wanted was for Felix to notice me, to share his life with me. But life taught me that settling for less wouldn't necessarily bring about a good ending or payoff. Felix was an example.

What about Colin, then? He had charmed many other women. Would he be the death or boon of Jasmine? A man would take pity on her when he saw how desperate she was. Colin wasn't an unfeeling man. Could he always resist her? Those messages managed to dampen my cheery mood.

Had Jasmine only loved him from afar, as a woman, I would have empathized or even pitied her. But she was willing to go to extreme lengths to achieve her goal. She said she didn't want anything else, but that was a lie. She said she just wanted someone to celebrate her birthday, but I would never believe that.

What would Colin say when faced with desperate messages from another woman? When I thought about how another woman was constantly pining over my boyfriend, I felt deeply upset. But this was Colin's private matter. He needed to end it himself.

to see them hang out alone. But if Colin chose to do that, I'd respect his decision. I

that I was distraught and dashed out of the kitchen. She read the content on the phone and immediately barked, "Jesus! What's wrong with this bitch? She's

me into her embrace and patted my head. "Don't worry, Lulu. Bitches like her will

shook his head disapprovingly and with disappointment. "She's a bastard child, alright. That's all

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