Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 484

"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 replace 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.

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

Colin was smart. Naturally, he 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 see.

My waist was very sensitive. Inexperienced like I was, I couldn't stand it. My face immediately turned red and my knees became wobbly. I didn't know he would do this to me. And due to the sensation, my legs almost gave out.

Luckily, Colin noticed my reaction and 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 saw my reaction. Flustered, I wanted to create some distance between us. I didn't want anyone to see how he teased

me.

Yet he tightened his arms. His body warmth was cooking me alive. Then, he whispered to my ears, "You really want everyone to know that I'm yours, eh, babe?"

I thrashed around, trying to tell him to stop fooling around because everyone was watching. He rubbed against the tip of my nose mischievously and asked if we should eat out or cook tonight.

As the 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 in her eyes.

She tried to take Colin away from me, but her advances were quickly shot down by someone who had no prior experience like me. Ha! Suck that, loser.

What happened in the future made me realize that I underestimated her. I didn't know how low she could stoop.

Regardless of her facade of elegance and perfection, to achieve her goal, she was willing to go to extreme lengths.

Anyway, by right, it was Jasmine's first visit to our apartment. To be the gracious host, I should take her out for dinner. However, Queenie had a bad day yesterday, and her body was weak because she lost so much blood.

Eating out was out of the picture because I wasn't going to leave my friend behind while I feasted outside. Furthermore, Jasmine's direct provocation earlier had made me lose respect and fondness for her. I didn't want to be a gracious host to her.

While I had the money to treat her to a sumptuous meal, I preferred to do that to someone who deserved it. For a petty woman like her, even spending a penny was too much. Had she not saved Colin's life, I would've kicked her out already.

And no, I wasn't being difficult. I came from a modest household, and I was raised to treat others like how they treated me.

That said, the favor Colin owed her was a big problem. I couldn't ignore her even though I didn't like her.

Colin and I were a single entity. Since she saved Colin's life, she saved mine too. Therefore, I should thank her over a meal. And it had to be a sincere, grateful meal.