Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Colin retorted the professor with a dark expression, "I'm entrusting her to you. Take good care of her. If she loses weight, you'll owe me ten thousand for every pound she loses." "Don't worry, I'll have Xavier take care of her. I guarantee she'll only gain weight and not lose any." The professor smirked with a mischievous grin.

I could only sigh and rub my temples.

How could the professor still be so childish? Now I understood why Xavier was tagging along. It seemed that he had gotten a personal recommendation from his father.

But would he really join us? Why wasn't I informed earlier? If I had known in advance, I would have refused this trip. I didn't want to have anything to do with him.

When it came to verbal sparring, how could Colin possibly be a match for the sly professor?

I could only signal to Colin with my eyes, urging him to go back and stop looking for trouble. The old man was just trying to provoke him.

"What? Xavier's going too? Why didn't I know about this?" Colin had always been avoiding Xavier, but upon hearing that the brat would be joining the trip without him, he became agitated and reached out to grab the professor. He wanted to get some answers.

Despite his age, the professor was surprisingly agile. He dodged Colin's grasp and jumped onto the bus, closing the door behind him as soon as he was on the bus.

Then, he opened a window and said, "You can't get me, brat! Let's go!"

The minibus departed amidst the banter between Colin and the professor, gradually disappearing into the distance.

As I watched Colin's figure grow smaller, a sour feeling rose in my heart. My eyes became teary immediately. If it weren't for others on the bus, I think I would have cried.

Oh, people in love were just so melodramatic. We would only be apart for a few days. Why was I in tears? Back when I was alone at Lincoln University, I didn't behave like this. When did I become so sentimental?

As it turned out, I had really become that way.

But as the pride of the professor, a participant in this competition, and the senior of the seven students, I needed to appear strong.

Less than five minutes after the bus departed, my phone started ringing incessantly with texts and voice messages from Colin. Each one had more or less the same content t was all about how I was an adult

He also told me to stay amyself.

now and had to take care of myself.

Winston and Xavier. Content

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Colin used to be the most wary of Winston, but since I met Xavier, he shifted his attention and was not as concerned about Winston anymore.

When I got on the bus just now, there was only one seat left in the front row. Since I was feeling rushed, I just sat down without looking at the person beside me.

As I read through Colin's messages helplessly, the person beside me snorted disdainfully. It was only then that I realized Winston was sitting next to me. He was one of the people that Colin repeatedly warned me to stay away from.

I glanced at the distance between us. Fortunately, we weren't sitting too close to each other. There was still an arm's length distance between us.

But the messages I was reading were about him, which explained why he was irritable.

Denville was not too far from Jinovy, just over 500 miles away. The school hired the minibus to save us from the trouble with transportation. It was a safe and convenient means of transport but annoying at the same time.

Why did I say so?

I used this word because of Winston.

When we first got acquainted, I was on guard for a while because of his different attitude toward me compared to others and Colin's constant reminders.

As time went on, he started giving me special treatment.

of attention. He

He paid me a tot often brought me food and drinks, planned things for me when Colin was away, and even did things like giving me an umbrella when it fained or lending me his jacket when it was cole. All of these were misleading.

Even other fellow students would subtly suggest that Winston had feelings for me, and the way he looked at me seemed like I was the center of his world.

I had to admit that I appreciated

everything he did for me, but the kindness he showed me was fundamentally different from Colin's. It became even more apparent dater on. His actions felt more like flattery, as if he was asking for something from me.