Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

"Poor Jasmine. But if she's getting married soon, why is she pining over Colin? What if her future husband finds out and slaps her? If she ruins the arranged marriage, Miranda will give her hell too." "Who knows? Maybe she wants to chase after her dream one last time before she gets married. Colin is handsome. I'm into him too, let alone a woman like Jasmine."

"Colin, I feel bad for Jasmine."

Colin scoffed. He pinched my cheek and said disapprovingly, "What did I tell you about being too nice to others? Your eyes and ears might fool you sometimes. Just think of what you heard as a story. That's all."

"No way. She didn't place those people here just to fabricate this story in front of us." I highly doubted it. Jasmine held the party to seduce Colin. She didn't have to set up another trivial stage to make her look extra piteous. It was pointless.

"Oh, I see you've become smarter. Good girl." Seeing that no one was looking, Colin leaned in and kissed my lips.

I smacked his shoulder, abashed, but he was fast enough to seize my hand. "We're powerless to change her situation. Perhaps she could've escaped her fate of being married off if she had given up her dream of joining the Taylor family and become an ordinary person.

"Ultimately, it was greed that twisted her character."

"But you're her dream."

depending on our current stage in life. But most people can't realize their dreams because they're unrealistic. And the more unrealistic their dreams are,

say that we should remain grounded instead of living in the pipe dream. Like

so soothing and comforting. His words were like lighthouses

crush on you. Are you one of

my

my mouth. By punishing, he didn't mean spanking. He meant... Never mind. I should behave and

apron, was working in the kitchen. From time to time, he would turn and look at Queenie, who was sitting on the

be caught in this odd atmosphere, we greeted them hastily

my phone. Out of the blue, Mom

it into a video call. Mom's gentle

are you busy painting now?" Mom was wearing a long-sleeved sleeping gown. Her eyes scanned my face, searching

get enough of her child. She was constantly worried

I had been distracted by Jasmine. It was time for me to focus on my project.

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