Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Colin was shocked. It was his first time experiencing everyone's passion and his first time celebrating his birthday on such a grand scale. His movements became robotic, and his smile froze on his face. Even I felt that it was a bit too much, let alone Colin, who subjected himself to a stricter standard because he was their lecturer and senior.

After the initial scream, the "porters" looked at each other and greeted loudly again, "And welcome Ms. Luna Lawson, the future Mrs. White!"

It was alright at first, but the "Mrs. White" came without a warning. As shameless as I was thanks to Jasmine's training, I couldn't help but blush. Guys, wasn't it too early to call me that?

"No need to blush. They're right because you'll be Mrs. White sooner or later," whispered Colin to my ear with a hint of smugness.

Even if that was true, they didn't have to say it out loud in front of everyone. "Let's keep a low profile."

Colin smiled and uttered something, but the loud cheer that erupted following our hushed conversation overpowered his voice. I couldn't hear what he said and didn't have the chance to ask him to repeat himself.

The crowd became our entourage. Together, they put Colin and me on the main seats. Then, they began chattering and told us about the party planning. Colin was at the center of the stage, and that gave us some time to assess the guests present. Indeed, I noticed several people in particular.

The first one was Winston. He came in full back, and his handsome face was so tense it made me think it was made of concrete.

He dressed like he wasn't here to celebrate someone's birthday but to mourn somebody. However, I expected him to be there because he owned Crystal House. The color of his choice, though, was interesting to say the least.

He exuded an air of aloofness, tinged with disgruntlement and reluctance. I shrugged. No one forced him to come anyway. If he didn't want to be here, he could just leave. There was no need for the long face. In addition, I also saw Felix. I hadn't seen or even thought about him for a while. To me, he was an insignificant entity from which I preferred to stay away.

To my surprise, the bubbly, talkative woman standing next to him and who looked at him affectionately was none other than Hannah. She kept well-trimmed bangs and was as docile as a doll.

I beckoned Hannah with my brows and asked her a question that transcended space and words, "So you managed to ask Felix out?"

She shot me a reassuring smirk and mouthed, "Soon."

I smiled brightly. I liked her, and perhaps she would be able to change Felix for the better when they dated each other. He might not return to who he was when he was 18 years old, but he could turn back to normal, at least.

My gaze then fell on Felix, who was staring at me. His orbs were calm and serene like the ocean undisturbed by any breeze. They looked lonely and withdrawn. While he was still as handsome as ever, my heart was as still as the pond.

I nodded at him politely. He was surprised at first. Then, he responded with a smile. I hadn't seen his smile for a long time. It was still as dazzling as before, but I couldn't recall how he used to smile.