Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

After Jasmine left, our lives became more pleasant and peaceful. Our time, space, and happiness had all increased, and even the sky was exceptionally blue.

Having removed the external influences, Colin embarked on new research projects and started a new round of busy work. Every time he returned late, he would lie close and apologize softly in my ear, telling me that he was working hard to make money.

He said he would quit his job and stay with me all the time when we had enough money for a baby's milk powder and future pension money. He would do my laundry and prepare my meals. I'd only need to be responsible to keep my beauty.

I wanted to tell him he was so much more attractive than me that he appeared out of reach.

I soon immersed myself in my studies and Tudor-style projects. I also made time to discuss with Winston and the others about their upcoming competition and cheer them on.

Although I didn't participate in the competition, it was an honor for the team I led to win the prize.

It took until the end of October for me to finish all four large paintings proposed by Dreamlight for the sample room. Professor King appreciated them and praised me once more for my excellent talent and skill. Colin and I shared every joyful moment. Our life was both busy and beautiful.

Two days later, Dreamlight informed me that their boss had reviewed my four design drawings and was satisfied with them. At the same time, he was particularly looking forward to the unfinished parts.

It appeared to be a recognition of my ability and strength. However, it was actually a warning for me not to provide a horrible completion. In general, it implied that I should perform well in the parts that I hadn't completed.

Of course, I had professional ethics and would never do anything to harm my image or reputation, let alone Professor King's.

I would probably stay in this circle in the future. I was more than aware of the importance of personal image and professionalism.

Thus, stupid things like a terrible result weren't my style.

I started painting again, not wanting to waste a second. Sometimes, l wished could transform into a robot. In addition to charging, didn't have to eat or sleep, which saved

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In early November, I received good news from Helen and Matthew. They were finally getting married. The wedding date was set for the end of the month.

When Colin climbed into bed, I was happily going through their virtual invitations and wedding photos.

Matthew appeared dignified and handsome, while Helen was beautiful and gentle. They hugged and looked at each other so tenderly that I envied them.

Within a year, Matthew was able to stare at Helen affectionately. It was clear that falling in love with her was easier than he had thought.

His previous love wasn't unforgettable for him. He was only slightly resistant to letting go of the person he met in his youth.

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I felt pleased and couldn't help but send my best wishes to Helen. She seemed to be holding her phone and waiting for my reaction as she responded promptly. She invited me to her wedding and to be her bridesmaid.

She stated she had prepared eight sets of bridesmaid suits. My suit was tailored to my size and would look excellent on me. She hoped could attend and be the most gorgeous bridesmaid at the wedding.

After much consideration, I chose to decline it.

Helen was also aware of the previous events, as well as my stubborn temper. So, she accepted my refusal with understanding and disappointment.