Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 502

However, to be safe, I planned to spread out the remaining 50 flowers depending on how he treated Jasmine. In this world, anything could happen. No one knew which would come first, tomorrow or death. I wanted to play it safe. If something bad happened-if, of course-I could protect myself.

I should also probably avoid making out with Colin. He was still on probation period, after all. This kind of thing should only be done when everything was official.

After we returned to our room, Colin gave me no attention, and I didn't know what to say. Should I apologize to him? But his scary expression deterred me from doing so.

At night, Colin and I hugged each other to sleep. We didn't do anything more. I could sense that Colin was still mad because I didn't trust him earlier. The half-naked Jasmine lingered in my mind until I dozed off.

If I hadn't insisted on coming with him, would he have behaved as calmly as he did when he saw the promiscuous scene? He was horny. Would he have been able to hold back? And how many times could he do that? Ten times? Twenty times? A hundred times?

This wasn't about trust. It was about basic human urges. Jasmine might need a lot of time to heal her injuries. Similar events would reappear as long as she refused to let go of Colin. What would Colin do? Colin was mad at me back then for a very long time because of Jasmine. And many years later, it happened again. He yelled at me both times because of her! Did that mean that Jasmine was special to him? I wanted to kick Colin awake to confront him. Then, I recalled why he yelled at me-the first time was because of the love letter, and the second time was because I didn't trust him. I made a mistake both times so it didn't feel right to be the one confronting him.

Urgh, I shouldn't have made any mistakes.

Truth be told, it wasn't that I had no faith in him. The scene was just so appalling that I lost my cool. I jumped the gun. But that wasn't a reason to be mad at me. He should've known that it wasn't distrust but jealousy.

He was so dumb that he failed to realize that I was jealous. That dummy!

I sulked for a long time until I fell asleep. In my dream, the scene of Colin calling Jasmine out kept replaying. I was enjoying the spectacle. But soon enough, Jasmine bore her sharp, glinting fangs and charged at me. She sank her teeth into my shoulder. I bled profusely, and it hurt a lot.

Colin, meanwhile, was standing behind her. He did nothing except stare at me. I called his name again and again, but he made no reaction as if he didn't hear me.

Suddenly, a wedding stage with rose petals appeared. Jasmine, in her pure white bridal dress, asked Colin to put on a ring on her finger. Colin lifted her veil and leaned forward, his lips inching closer and closer to hers.

I shouted, "Don't kiss her!"

I opened my eyes. The familiar man and the familiar lights were around me. But the stickiness on my body felt strange.

Colin tossed and hugged me. His broad hand massaged my nape as he cooed, "There, there. I'm here."

In this nightmarish night, his words were my salve. I almost cried out loud.

Yes, he was right. He was there for me. His reassurance calmed my soul.

However, sleep eluded me. I looked at my phone. It was 2:45 am. At around 5:30 am, I felt sleepy and dozed off. My biological clock woke me up at 6:00 am sharp.

Even though I was awake, my body protested in agony at the lack of rest. My eyes were dry and my head felt fuzzy. I tried to get up several times but failed miserably. Resigned, I lay on the bed.

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