Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 448

Colin hung up the phone unsatisfied. I flung the phone onto the couch, but then I noticed Winston sitting upright, snickering with his lips pursed. I felt my face slightly heated. It was over. I took advantage of him to make Colin jealous, and he heard the whole conversation. I seemed to be very scheming. That wasn't good.

The meals were served quickly. Winston and I each had a plate of pasta.

I picked up the pasta and took some bites. Then, a big shrimp emerged from the plate. I scooped it up and prepared to bite it with the skin, but Winston grabbed it. "What are you doing? You have shrimps, too. Why are you taking mine?"

I was already so upset that I wanted to cry when he grabbed my shrimp and disturbed my meal.

Was I easily bullied? My tears instantly flowed, smearing my eyes with dampness.

"Why are you crying? It's just shrimp. Don't worry. I'm not snatching it. I just want to peel it for you."

Winston flexibly twisted off the shrimp heads and started peeling its skin. As an art student, his hands were attractive.

I got an idea and took a snapshot with my phone, then uploaded it to my WhatsApp story with a bold sentence.

The photo showed a half-peeled shrimp and Winston's slender hands. I wrote, "Repay The Savior With Life."

The photo and sentence were somewhat irrelevant, but I believed Colin could understand it.

After eating pasta, Winston exchanged phone numbers with me and added my WhatsApp under the guise of helping each other. Then, he said goodbye and left. Queenie was emotionally unstable. Andrew was worried and insisted on staying. It was a pity there were only two bedrooms, so he had to sleep on the couch.

It wasn't like he'd never slept on the couch before. At that time, we assumed he was only an ordinary college student like us, so we didn't think much about it. However, the truth was that he was a young heir of a wealthy family. If we let him sleep on the couch again, it would be somewhat inappropriate. We would feel pressured as if we hadn't treated him properly. Andrew probably only experienced sleeping on the couch in our small house. It might be a novel and painful experience for him.

Fortunately, he was very adaptable and wasn't displeased at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying it.

The couch wasn't long. Andrew's legs dangled off the couch while he lay on it. I couldn't help but tease him, "Mr. Lambert, you must have a big bed in your place. Why are you suffering here? Won't you feel aggrieved?"

He patted the pillow and grinned. "Luna, I don't care about anything as long as I'm by Queenie's side. I'll still be happy even if I have to sleep next to the rubbish. It's ideal if I could sleep here every day."

"Andrew, I've always wanted to ask you. In terms of family background and age, you're not a good match for Queenie. Why do you like her? Can I trust you?"

Andrew grew interested in the topic. He turned over and half-lied on the couch, blinking his eyes. It appeared to be a long chat. "Luna, do you believe in love at first sight?"

I smiled. "I've heard that all love at first sight is driven by desire. Queenie and I have been friends for years. We have profound feelings. So, if you pursue her because of desire or something else, I advise you to stop here. If you hurt her, I'll never forgive you."

Queenie was a pure northerner but had the petite figure of a southerner. Her facial features were exquisite, which always drew guys in.

"I can't bear to see her cry. How could I hurt her? Luna, I know you all think I'm young and unreliable. But you shouldn't judge me based on my appearance. Even though Flynn is older than me, his character isn't that good.

"I'm loyal in love. I won't leave Queenie unless she doesn't want me. So, I believe I'm the one who can give her long-term stability. The most important thing you can do right now is to help me pursue her." After saying so, that brat winked at me cheekily.