Of the Wind Dew stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 647. Let's read the author's Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother Wind Dew story right here.
I couldn't remember how long it had been since we last held hands and walked freely like this. We worked very hard to build our future, and luckily, our feelings for each other remained the same.
"We're going to pick a present."
"What present? What's the special occasion?"
Colin froze and flicked my earlobe with his finger. "Do you have a goldfish memory?"
I massaged my tingly earlobe and replayed whatever happened these two days in my mind. The incident this morning quickly resurfaced.
Right, I was supposed to buy Jasmine a birthday present. We exchanged voice messages. I totally forgot about it. It was hard to remember when she was an insignificant part of my life. But hey, saying I had a goldfish memory was uncalled for. When did Colin learn to mock me? I had to retaliate.
I scrunched my nose and imitated the condescending look on his face. I retorted, "She's a nobody. Why should I remember that?
"You, Colin White, however, took it to heart. I guess she must hold a special meaning to you. The Colin I know would never remember a thing about people he doesn't care about."
Then, I tried to withdraw my hand from his grip. One, I hated to see the smug grin on his face. And two, it was recess time. There were a lot of students and lecturers roaming around. As the youngest and the most handsome lecturer, Colin was very famous. Many people could recognize him.
Colin, like any other man, hardly gave me any gifts even when we were dating. During festive seasons, he would give me his credit card so that I could prepare gifts for him.
While he wasn't a romantic, I valued trust more than a romantic gesture. Him giving me his credit card showed me that he trusted me wholeheartedly. And I appreciated the confidence he had in me.
Moreover, I had no prior experience in choosing a gift for a love rival. It was hard to pick one. Besides, Jasmine was the Taylors' bastard child. She wasn't acknowledged as part of their family, but she was pampered by them.
I was sure she had already seen all the expensive goods in the world. There was nothing we could buy that she'd need or like.
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