Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347 

“I can’t see, and I can’t walk. I feel so lonely, Mom. I don’t want to live.” 

Felix stared emptily at the ceiling. His hand reached out to grab something, but there was nothing. He put it down dejectedly and left the comment. 

He wore a calm expression when he said that. There was no emotion in his lightless eyes. It sounded mundane like he was saying he wanted a burger for lunch. Yet he was using his life to force everyone to play by his rules. 

Perhaps he did know that we were all there. 

Aunt Mel wailed. She grabbed Felix’s right arm and cried loudly, “No, Felix. You shouldn’t have those thoughts. Dad and Mom are here. We’ll stay by your side forever. You won’t be lonely, Felix. Trust me. Trust your mom.” 

“But what do I do after you’re dead?” continued Felix emotionlessly. Like a fragile, porcelain doll, he elicited empathy. But the words he uttered cut deep. 

My heart was icy all over. Coldness crept through my body, starting from my toes. In an instant, I felt like an icicle hanging under the roof in winter. 

Every inch of my skin froze over. 

Felix had used his life to cast a net on me. It bound me tightly, leaving me no way 

to escape. 

“Stop talking nonsense! I’m not that old yet. I can live for many years to come. Maybe you’ll recover and your eyesight will return?” 

Felix fell silent. Only sobs could be heard in the ward. Other than that, it was eerily silent. 

I was lost and disoriented, I saw dark tendrils in the corners of my eyes. “What do I do, Colin?” 

Before Colin could answer, I collapsed in his arms. I heard my parents and Colin calling out my name earnestly. Mom was crying, and Colin was choking on his tears. Something hot fell on my face, burning me. 

My eyes fluttered open as Mom gently called my name. 

I was lying on the bed in the emergency room. Colin was holding my hand as he stood next to me. His eyes were puffy. 

“She’s fine now. She collapsed from the shock. Make sure she gets enough rest. And don’t do anything that’ll make her emotional. Otherwise, it might leave some permanent damage.” 

Dad thanked the doctor and walked him out. 

“Colin, what do I do?” I asked in tears. 

Colin kneeled and covered his eyes with the back of my hand. 

After nearly a month, this sturdy man who could always make me feel safe was crying once more. 

“I don’t know. It’s all my fault. I dragged you into this. Why did I fall sick? It’s my fault.” Colin put the blame on himself. His words became more and more