All Chapters of Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother : Chapter 821 - Chapter 830

I looked at the forum, where the users had quickly forgotten me, and the increasing posts about Nico's girlfriend. I felt a mix of amusement and frustration. I wondered if Nico could handle the relentless questions. Our collaboration hadn't even taken off, yet I had already caused him a big problem. I felt guilty.Everyone at Jesselton College knew that Nico was devoted to his academics and had been single for what seemed like an eternity. He had never officially announced having a girlfriend. It wasn't until later that I found out that Nico was not the ascetic he appeared to be but rather a cultured rogue. Queenie's offhand remark had ruined Nico's reputation, almost akin to spreading a terrible rumor. Ultimately, it was my fault. As such, I could only apologize again.I picked up my phone and typed out a message, "I'm sorry, Nico. I didn't say that, I swear."Nico responded quickly, "My reputation is already ruined. What good is an apology? How about you introduce me to a girl

"That boy is always up to no good, messing around instead of focusing on his work. It's a wonder he doesn't drive me crazy. How could he ever make me proud?" Professor King always looked disdainful when talking about his son.But those who knew them well understood that Xavier, despite his rebellious nature, was exceptionally talented. He not only inherited the professor's artistic skills but was also incredibly smart, brave, and decisive. He was a rare talent.Whenever Professor King criticized his son, his words belied the pride in his eyes. He was actually silently begging for praise."Stop being modest, Professor King. Your son is one of a kind. You should be content," I replied, seizing the opportunity to flatter him.The professor, pleased with my remark, left with a chuckle.Around lunchtime, Colin finally updated his social media. He posted a single photo of his hand with his index and middle fingers extended while the other three were clenched into a fist. Seeing the bulg

I ignored Hannah's complaints and gently pushed her out the door. As for her sore legs, it was her destiny for getting involved with someone like Felix. But I didn't say this out loud, fearing it might hurt her feelings. After all, we might end up as family someday, so it was better to stay united.I often found myself wondering what would have happened if Felix had met someone innocent and carefree like Hannah instead of Lilac. Perhaps his fate would've been different.In addition to attending regular classes and occasionally covering lectures for my department, I spent the rest of my time at Chroma Labs researching paint formulas and production techniques.Nico and I often argued about the formula. He believed that a purely chemical formula would be more stable in terms of color retention, with simpler processes and easier-to-obtain raw materials.Meanwhile, I insisted on using all-natural ingredients, which were environmentally friendly, healthier, and better suited for the futu

I walked home, surrounded by the city's hustle and bustle, bright lights, and cheerful atmosphere. Time seemed to pass by so quickly, and another year was about to end.People often reflected on past events at certain times and places, recalling both the good and the unfortunate—even those that brought lifelong regrets.Last year, because of Felix's incident, Colin and I spent the entire New Year's Eve at the hospital. Thinking back, having our first New Year's Eve together as a couple destroyed was one of my biggest regrets.This year marked the second year since Colin and I had been together. We should have celebrated it properly. Alas, without Colin by my side, I wondered how I should ring in the new year alone."Colin, when are you coming back? I miss you so much!" I mused.I avoided the festivities that didn't involve me and opened the door to a dark and empty home. Queenie and Andrew didn't come over, leaving the expansive room cold and desolate.Earlier in the afternoon, Q

Drawn by the music, Colin emerged from his garden and approached the entrance of mine. His tall, elegant figure exuded a sense of purity as his deep, dark eyes gazed at me intently.He silently kept me company for a long time before sitting down beside me and starting a conversation.That day, he asked me, "Luna, what do you want to be when you grow up? A painter? A musician? Do you have any dreams you want to achieve in the future?"I brushed the guitar strings with my fingertips and smiled brightly. "One day, I'll buy a house with a large courtyard and plant a huge tree. I'll hang a swing from it. During the day, I'll paint freely. At night, I'll sit on the swing and strum my guitar, serenading the stars."I craved neither fame nor wealth. Living life on my own terms was enough for me.Many years had passed, and though childhood memories were buried deep within our minds, Colin remembered everything. He was now helping me realize that dream.The house he got me was spacious, an