Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Wanted to control me the moment we met? Dreamed on.

I wasn’t her typical accommodating boyfriend.

“I’m tired.” I said, not even glancing at Lilac.

Given what she had done in the past, it was already quite generous of me to have gone and picked her up.

And now she expected me to cater to her? No way.

She watched me as I got into the car emotionlessly and left her standing there, her anger palpable. I

pretended not to notice and continued to ignore her.

In the end, she had to load her suitcases into the taxi’s trunk herself.

I couldn’t help but wonder why she had brought three massive suitcases for a mere one–month exchange program. After all, she wasn’t even staying permanently at the Marlmiwi.

It made me question the necessity of carrying so many suitcases, especially when Felix wasn’t even

present to see her all dressed up.

Later, I discovered that I had overthought the situation, and there were indeed people who paid attention

to her outfits.

“Luna, you’ve been here for over a year and still don’t have your own car? Do you have to rely on taxis? Taxis are unhygienic and smell awful,” Lilac complained incessantly, waving her hand in front of her

nose as if she were disgusted.

Her expression of disgust made it seem like she was in a public restroom rather than a taxi.

She had also spent more than a year in college. Hadn’t she learned even a hint of self–awareness to

understand how irritating she was?

“You’re free to leave if you wish. I didn’t invite you to share the taxi,” I retorted.

Did she assume I had endless patience, willing to be bossed around by her?

“Luna, you’re being unfair to me. You promised Felix that you’d look out for me, and now you’re treating me in such a manner. Do you think I won’t call him and let him know?” Lilac threatened.

I raised my phone as if I were going to offer it to her, nearly striking her face with it. “Is Felix your father?

Do you have to report everything to him? If you want to tell him, be my guest, and I’ll lend my phone if

your phone is dead.”

The driver burst into laughter, likely because he had never encountered someone as uncooperative as

me or as persistently nasty as Lilac, who refused to relent until the end.

Lilac felt deeply humiliated. Her dolled–up face now exhibited a horrifying expression.

She was overwhelmed by embarrassment and anger, clenching her teeth as if she wished she could bite

me to pieces.

I hummed a catchy tune all the way, ignoring her. I wanted her to understand that I just loathed her

annoyed yet helpless attitude!

When we reached the school, two other cars that had been following us also came to a halt. They

belonged to the exchange students who had arrived with Lilac.

I escorted her to her dormitory. Just as I was about to leave, she stopped me. “Luna, I’m hungry. Can you

treat us to some barbecue?”

“‘Us‘?”

“Yeah, me and my classmates, there are five or six of us… oh, seven in total None of us are familiar with NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

this place, so can you take us?”

How shameless could she be? I was only doing this because of Felix’s request. Yet, she wanted me to treat not only her but also her classmates? Did she think I had so much money to spare?

My parents had been concerned that I wouldn’t fare well here, so they sent me a generous monthly allowance. Surprisingly, I didn’t even spend it all and managed to save a substantial amount over time.

Additionally, I had earned money through my artwork, and I had a scholarship. I wasn’t financially

strained at all.

I could even afford ten barbecue meals if I wanted.

But why should I treat them?

For someone who was always hostile toward me, constantly looked down on me, and aimed to undermine me at every turn. I wouldn’t even offer her my leftovers, let alone waste a single penny on her.

“I don’t have money.” I said.

“Luna, you mentioned that someone would handle everything upon our arrival. Why are you reluctant to

treat us to a barbecue?

“Didn’t your boyfriend find people for you? It doesn’t seem like he treats you well, either. Or perhaps

you’re simply boasting, and people don’t really take you seriously at all.”

Birds of a feather flocked together, after all.

The bitches were always with the bitches. It was so annoying.