Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 355

Chapter 355

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Within half a year, my relationship with Colin was once again cursed by someone else.

The first time, it was his mother. Now, it was his younger brother.

What did we do wrong? We merely fell in love with each other. Why did they have to wish us

ill?

I did not want to cry. I shouldn’t cry.

I had done nothing wrong. I was devoted to a man. We were loyal to each other. I was not going to cry.

But tears would not obey my command. They came gushing out incessantly, wetting my jacket.

Felix rejected me back then. How could he force me to come back to him again? How could he force my life to revolve around him?

Shakily, I pushed the half–ajar door open. I took a good look at the interior.

In a corner previously hidden from my view, there were glass shards. A computer was shattered on the ground, the chairs were toppled, and the leather sofa was slashed by something sharp. Its yellow foam spilled to the ground as if it had been gutted.

There was a long wound on Felix’s left ankle. There was no blood, but it was swollen. His shirt was grimy, and his hair was disheveled. The tears, snot, and blood on his face weaved an eerie picture.

Felix lay on the ground like a homeless beggar.

What he said made me hate him to the core. But when I saw his sorry state, I couldn’t bring myself to say the words at the tip of my tongue. Even my animosity toward him was vanishing.

I hated him, but I couldn’t hate him.

I wanted to yell at him, but I couldn’t.

So I cried. Those useless tears fell like a waterfall. I didn’t know I was this weak. Tears were my only response when something bad happened.

I hated Felix, but I felt bad for him too.

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He did save my life. Regardless of his personal agenda, that was a fact.

He was the handsome boy who used to play his heart out on a basketball court. He was my childhood friend who grew up with me. He was the one I once vowed to spend my life with.

We had a wonderful time when we were young, even though the happiness of it slowly washed away over time. Regardless, it did exist. It was real.

Did I have the right to hate him? No, I didn’t.

“Lulu, what are you doing here?” Colin was surprised by my presence. He reached out, trying to grab me with his hand.

I held his cold hand and told him that I had tailed him.

There was panic and pain in Colin’s eyes. He didn’t want me to visit them because he didn’t want me to see the messy scene. He also didn’t want me to be hurt by Felix’s words again.

Felix grew more frantic when he heard my voice. He dragged his numb legs and crawled toward me. Then, he said, “Lulu, you’re here to see me. I knew you wouldn’t abandon me. Where are you, Lulu?”

I wanted to let go of Colin’s hand to pick Felix up, but Colin tightened his grip until blood drained from my fingers. He wasn’t willing to let go. He gave me a pained gaze and shook his head. He begged, “Don’t do this, Lulu. Please. Go back to your apartment. I can handle this.”

The pain in Colin’s eyes cut through my heart. Yet the Felix on the ground filled my eyes with tears.

One was the love of my life, the other was the savior of my life.

They both wanted me. What was the right court of action here? Could anyone give me an answer?

I knew gratitude wasn’t love. But if I let my savior suffer, would I still deserve love? If love was built on gratitude, would the love ever be pure?