Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 237

Chapter 237 

“I like waiting for you the most.” 

In other words, it was not that Colin–who never had a romantic partner even when he was approaching 30–hadn’t found someone he fancied. Rather, he had been waiting for some 

reason. 

The sour feeling in my heart grew stronger by the moment. 

In that case, what about me? 

If he already had someone he loved, why did he confess to me and ask me to accept him? Why did he speak so passionately, saying that he had always liked me! 

He was declaring his love for another person in such a possessive way without any explanation after confessing to me. I had even promised him to consider it seriously. 

What was I to him? 

Was I just someone he was using to pass the time while waiting for someone else? 

Felix was already a jerk, but if my guess was right, Colin was even worse. 

Was I doomed to be hung up on the two wrong choices I made, both from the Whites, for the rest of my life? 

I felt a little sad and angry, 

I maneuvered to his WhatsApp chat box and pressed the voice message button. I wanted to ask him what he was doing and why he was treating me this way. 

Five seconds into the voice message, my mind went blank. I couldn’t remember what I wanted to say and was unclear about the stance I should take to question him. 

I finally gave up in defeat after 11 seconds passed without uttering a word. 

I stared at the phone foolishly for a while before retracting the voice message. Then, I absent -mindedly took a shower and lay in bed. 

I didn’t know how to describe my feelings right now. There was sourness, sadness, disappointment, and a bit of indescribable jealousy. 

I resisted the urge to call Colin several times. My mind was in a mess as countless memories flashed through my mind, making me distressed. 

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I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up in the middle of the night, the room’s lights were still on. The little rabbit pillow that Colin gave me years ago was wet. 

I thought I had cried and reached out to dab at the corner of my eye. There were no tears, just a little dampness. There was a tingling pain when I touched the skin with my finger. 

I found my phone on the bed and took a look, hoping for a missed call or a text message. But there was nothing. 

It was as if Colin had disappeared from my world. 

Looking at Facebook again, the professor who had posted the last time had shared a new photo that was captured perfectly.