Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297 

I went straight to bed without changing my clothes when I got home. My parents understood the distressing day I had and didn’t bother me. 

I had been having weird dreams all night. Strange sights, unknown persons, or unfamiliar streets appear in succession. They were like phantoms. 

As a result, I woke up aching and exhausted. 

I wanted to go to the hospital after breakfast, but my parents refused because they had to work and couldn’t accompany me. They were worried I would be mistreated again. 

“Mom, Colin is there. He’ll protect me. If I don’t go, he’ll be fighting alone. I want to help him.” 

They knew my stubborn personality and sent me to the hospital, constantly reminding me to phone them if anything happened. 

I wondered if Mom’s slap shocked Aunt Mel. When she saw me entering the ward, she only glared at me coldly and didn’t speak. She didn’t pay me any 

further attention. 

I was fine with her attitude. I wasn’t here to see her anyway. I didn’t have to respect her as she hadn’t shown me any. 

However, my temper wasn’t great either, and I showed a cold expression in return. I didn’t greet Aunt Mel, choosing to sit close to Colin and accompany 

him. 

He tucked my hair behind my ears and asked, “Did you not sleep well? You don’t appear to be very energetic.” 

Aunt Mel’s chilly gaze fell upon us. I deliberately leaned toward Colin and spoke into his ear, though my voice was loud enough for everyone in the ward to hear. “I was scared you’d get bullied. I couldn’t sleep well since I 

was so worried.” 

He glanced at his mother, holding back his smile. Then, he tapped my nose and kissed my cheek. 

She turned pale with anger and gritted her teeth fiercely as if she wanted to peel us apart. 

It had been four days, and Felix still showed no signs of awakening. 

We asked the doctor multiple times, and he stated that Felix’s body functions had returned to normal. He hadn’t awoken due to psychological reasons. He didn’t appear to have any desire to live. 

Colin took care of Felix and handled everything until he was losing weight. I felt sad for him, but I was helpless to do anything. 

Whenever the two of us were alone in the ward, he would rest his head on my shoulder. I knew he was tired, both physically and mentally. 

Uncle Austin’s silence and Aunt Mel’s chilly words were hurting Colin. And I was his only source of warmth. 

Felix still didn’t wake up. Aunt Mel ceased to make things difficult for me but kept criticizing Colin, often using horrible words. 

She occasionally chastised me but didn’t dare to say it outright. Instead, she used the opportunity to scold me when she rebuked him. 

Aunt Mel had turned into a complete shrew. 

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Colin couldn’t eat or sleep properly and smoked all night. Every morning when I came over, I would be suffocated by the smell of his cigarette smoke. 

His parents‘ incomprehension, his younger brother’s terrible condition, and our unblessed love all weighed heavily on him, driving him to become more withdrawn by the day. 

Colin, who was gentle, had been disregarded by his family. 

My sympathy for Felix vanished because of Uncle Austin and Aunt Mel’s cold attitude toward Colin. 

I hated Felix as he imprisoned himself and caused trouble for me. 

I assumed I would always be at odds with him in this life. 

Since Colin was exhausted, I took him to the smoking area to rest. 

He held me in his arms in silence. Then, with a deep sigh, he lay his head on 

my neck, mumbling hoarsely, “What should I do…”