Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother
Chapter 504

"Why? You feel bad for her? She tried to take what was mine, so she deserved it. If she does it again, I won't just talk back anymore." "What will you do?"

I rolled up my imaginary sleeves angrily and said, "I'll slap her right away."

"Ooh, fierce, aren't you? So, you care a lot about me. While your method is too violent for my liking, I like the thought behind it. Don't worry. Its first time will be yours." He put my hand back on his sweet spot and rubbed it until it stood proudly.

He was so cheeky! I punched his chest out of embarrassment, but that only made him grin even more devilishly. Urgh. He was such a flirt.

That was how he managed to make up to me. Just a few words and I forgot about everything that happened last night. However, I still needed to have a proper talk with him.

It wasn't until he carried me with the intention of going to the kitchen that he realized that we were in a hotel. There was no pantry for him to cook. Fortunately, Andrew called at the right time and invited us for breakfast.

He made a simple breakfast-eggs, pancakes, orange juice, and fruit. Queenie wanted to get up to eat, but I vetoed her decision.

I used my phone and did some research. After a miscarriage, a woman had to get sufficient rest in bed. She sat with us for dinner yesterday, and that was already bad enough for her recovery.

Therefore, I asked Andrew to bring the food to Queenie while I took over his current task-setting up the breakfast table. He was already getting impatient, so he was more than happy to accept my help. He then brought some food into Queenie's bedroom.

Colin was bored. After he got changed, he sat on the couch and scrolled on my phone. No, he wasn't checking if I had done anything wrong. I had the habit of saving my designs in the cloud. A lot of things happened yesterday, so he didn't have time to look at them.

Now that he had some free time, he was evaluating the art pieces I drew during the past few months when he was away.

Colin was more knowledgeable than me when it came to watercolor. One could say that he was a mentor and a friend. I could always rely on him to get the most honest feedback.

Watercoloring was all about the details. I had school to attend and wasn't a full-time artist. Since I held myself to a high standard, I refused to compromise quality for quantity. As a result, I didn't produce a lot of work in these few months.

"What do you think, Colin?" After I set up the table, I dragged him to his chair. We would wait until Andrew finished feeding Queenie before having breakfast together.

He allowed me to lead him as his eyes were glued to the phone screen. He zoomed in on the photos to check on the details. When he heard my question, he smiled brightly. Admiration and acknowledgment oozed from his eyes.

"Bravo. You're much better than I expected. Oh, poor me. I've been practicing tirelessly for many years, and I started before you too. Yet you're en route to surpassing me soon. Well done, babe."

Surpassing him? No way. He was just as, if not more, talented as me. Besides, he was more diligent than I was. Men and women viewed the world differently, so his paintings tended to be more ambitious than mine.

Professor King also told me that I needed to see more things to expand my worldview.

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