Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189 

“I cherish Matthew’s feelings toward me. But we hadn’t started dating each other. I refuse to be belittled, and I don’t want him to fall out with his family for me. I will not be called nasty names for the rest of my life. 

“He had plenty of options. He was told to choose one option, yet he chose both. You know what that is, Helen? That’s a mistake.” 

“I get what you’re saying, Luna. But seeing him so devastated and so heartbroken pains me. I know my demand is very selfish. But I don’t know how else to reduce his suffering.” 

“No one can help Matthew. Not even me. He has to go through this alone. If I can’t commit to him or give him a future, I shouldn’t give him false hope. Otherwise, he’ll fall even deeper in love with me. Helen, don’t you like him too? Why don’t you keep him company in this time of need? 

“They say hardships bring the best out of everyone. I’m sure that one day, he’ll notice what you’ve done for him. I firmly believe that his feelings for me are nothing but an infatuation toward a bygone past. Maybe the love has died out and only obsession remains.” 

“I don’t know about all that. I just want him to be happy and to smile again.” 

“Then get to know him better. When that happens, he’ll cry and smile for you. A relationship has to be earned, Helen. You’re a sweetheart. I’m sure he’ll fall for you.” 

She made no more responses. Stubbornly, she stood next to the window and suffered the same self–inflicted punishment as the man in the rain. Tears rolled incessantly down her cheeks. 

Another fool driven mad by love. 

I lay on the bed to read my book. Suddenly, Helen screamed and dashed out of the apartment. 

“Come on, Luna. Matthew fainted!” 

I got up quickly and chased after her. 

It was raining even heavier. The cold could seep through my bones. 

Helen knelt in the puddle, her clothes completely drenched by the rain. Her hair was plastered to her face as she tried her best to lift Matthew’s upper torso with her arms. She was careful not to touch the wounds on his back. 

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Ignoring her disheveled state, she cried out despondently, “Matthew, what happened? Wake up. Call the ambulance. Call the police. Somebody! Please!” 

I ran back to my apartment and called an ambulance. Then, I rushed back down with an 

umbrella. 

The cold rain and the gusty weather made it hard for the flimsy umbrella. Our bodies trembled in the coldness. An ambulance arrived very quickly. Matthew was carried onto a gurney, and we rushed to a hospital. 

When the doctor cut open Matthew’s shirt, his wounded skin had already turned white from prolonged exposure to water. Red, crimson flesh could be seen under the gnarly wounds. 

It was a gory sight. I screamed and closed my eyes out of fear. Helen covered her mouth and staggered backward. She threw herself into my arms while wailing, “You see that, Lulu? He endured all this for you.” 

I felt awful. Matthew was such a fool. Why would he go through this for me? 

I was a person with empathy. It’d be a lie if I said I wasn’t upset to see Matthew in so much pain. But what could I do? A temporary heartbreak might heal, but a lifelong suffering could 

turn one insane. 

Matthew was one of the Loxleys, and he had very influential parents. I had no place in his world. Peace in a relationship from a one–sided compromise would not last long.