I always listened to my brother growing up. But I secretly dated his mortal enemy for three years. Lucas Hunt was known for being rebellious in our circle. But he was devoted to me, only he never wanted to go public. His friends asked him why, and he smiled playfully: "Because I don't love Hazel Summers. "I'm only with her to get back at her brother and vent for my sister. "So on my birthday, I'm going to dump her hard, making them the laughing stock." So on that highly anticipated birthday party, I didn't show up. Instead, I went to Hong Kong for an arranged marriage. On my wedding day, Lucas rushed over, covered in dust, to stop the wedding but was blocked at the door. He begged the security to let him in, claiming to be the bride's boyfriend. But he searched through his phone and couldn't find a single piece of evidence that we had ever been together. Chapter 1 "Just to vent for your sister?" Lucas exhaled smoke, his eyes dark: "She felt humiliated after being rejected, left the country heartbroken, and he wouldn't even accept my confession. Is that not enough?" His friend exclaimed: "Lucas, are you crazy? How can you like your sister?" "We're not related by blood." Through the smoke, Lucas's expression blurred: "Why can't I like her?" "But what did Hazel do wrong? "It was her brother who rejected her, what does it have to do with her? You can't take your anger out on her. "Besides, you chased her for two years! In these three years together, you spoiled her, loved her, your relationship is so good, I thought you were going to propose on your birthday." Silence for a moment. When the cigarette burned to the end, Lucas put it out and sneered: "If I didn't act convincingly, how could I make her fall for me? "Only by falling into the abyss at her happiest moment will she be in agony. "Feel the same pain my sister felt." I bit my trembling lip hard, my eyes stinging, tears about to fall. His friend frowned, slightly regretful: "Are you really going to do this? No regrets?" Lucas picked up his wine glass, his voice cold: "Absolutely no regrets." I lowered my eyes, a petal fell, along with a tear, hitting the ground. No wonder he was never willing to go public in these three years. It turns out he had someone else in his heart. The mutual affection I thought we had. Was just a carefully designed scam by him. At this moment, I didn't even have the desire to go downstairs and question him. Questioning, arguing, entanglement. Letting him feel my pain, isn't that exactly what he wants? Turning away, I left the gift I intended to give him right there. Chapter 2 When I got home, I met my brother who had just returned from a business trip in Hong Kong. "Why are your eyes so red?" he asked with concern. I lowered my head and wiped them: "It's windy outside." On the living room sofa, he said: "I know you're going to Hong Kong for your PhD. "So, do you want to reconsider the Xie family in Hong Kong? "Julian Xie is a good guy, strictly selected by your brother, you can rest assured." He had mentioned arranged marriage to me several times before. I never agreed. Because of Lucas. Because I wanted free love. Marry someone I like. But now I dare not think so. Perhaps knowing the basics provides more security. Even if there is no love, at least there won't be deception and harm. I can have more time to continue my studies. Mom and Dad will also be relieved. I've thought it through. "Brother, I agree to the arranged marriage." "Really?" My brother sounded excited, "Then I'll tell the Xie family right away." Back in my room, I packed up all the gifts Lucas had given me over the years. Just as I was about to throw them into the storage room, my brother knocked on the door: "Next Friday, we're going to Hong Kong." That day happened to be Lucas's birthday. Chapter 3 The next day, I organized the documents I needed to take with me at home. Busy until the afternoon, Lucas called, asking if he could pick me up to go out. It was noisy on his end, with the sound of radio announcements in the background. Probably at the airport. Hearing my refusal, he faintly breathed a sigh of relief: "Then eat well at home, don't diet, hear me?" Such concern, acting so realistically. Later, my brother's friend messaged me, asking me to pick him up. My car was being serviced, so I drove his. Finding the location according to the room number, I gently pushed the door open. But I saw Lucas intimately hugging a woman, playing a game of passing paper with their mouths. His hands were on her waist, a smile rippling at the corner of his mouth. Dissolute and unruly. People around were jeering: "Kiss one, kiss one!" Lucas took the paper away and frowned. But the woman leaned in, seeing the distance closing, just as their lips were about to touch. He turned his head slightly and met my eyes. Everyone's gaze turned towards me. Panic flashed in his eyes. I lowered my eyes: "Sorry, I seem to have walked into the wrong room." Closing the door for them, just a few steps out, I was dragged by Lucas into an empty private room. In the dim light, he circled me, pinching my chin: "Jealous?" I shook my head. "It's not what you think, that's my sister. "There's nothing between us. Just a game. "Be good, give hubby a kiss?" He chuckled and leaned down, just as the kiss was about to land, I dodged. Breaking free from his confinement, I looked away: "My brother is waiting for me." The door was pushed open by the woman first, she covered her mouth in surprise: "Lucas, you guys..." That was his non-blood-related sister, Bella. After Lucas's gaze rested on me for a few seconds, he walked to her side, explaining: "Drank too much, walked into the wrong room. "I'm not familiar with this lady." Bella smiled and took his arm: "Everyone is waiting for you." I said nothing, nor did I look at Lucas. Just lifted my foot and walked out. Passing by, he subconsciously wanted to grab my hand. But stopped in mid-air, clenching into a fist. Chapter 4 In the car, my drunk brother turned on chatterbox mode. From childhood stories to me going to Hong Kong for grad school five years ago. "Sorry Hazel, I shouldn't have opposed you back then. "Otherwise you wouldn't have run so far, knowing no one." Back then my brother wanted me to study business so I could help him with the business later. I wasn't interested, instead continuing with experiments. A place with no family, unfamiliar environment. Lucas appeared. He understood me, knew me, supported me. I wanted to take that step towards him. Then remembered he and my brother became mortal enemies because of a project. So I tactfully rejected him. But he relentlessly pursued me for two years. No matter how cold I was, he always greeted me with a smile: "Hazel Summers, you are worth this affection. "And you don't need to feel sorry for me, the one who falls first has to give more, this is all my willingness." Later he risked his life to save me, which made me firmly hold his hand. Back then he said: "For you, I'm not afraid of death." Now he says: "If I didn't act convincingly, how could I make her fall for me?" My chest tightened. In a moment of distraction, the car drove onto the flowerbed. Chapter 5 Fortunately it was our own flowerbed, no one was hurt. My brother bumped his head, a bruise forming, speaking earnestly: "Before you leave, better not drive anymore." I lowered my head like a quail: "Sorry brother, I'll get it fixed for you." Drove the car to the shop. Thinking of making amends, might as well buy him a new one. Just walked into the hall. Heard Bella's voice: "It's okay, I can test drive in high heels." She sat on the sofa. Lucas squatted beside her, holding her ankle, carefully helping untie the straps. Like treating a treasure. Tone was undeniably caring: "No, what if you twist it, hurt it?" After taking off her high heels, he changed her into flats: "When going out, I'll just carry you." Although Bella muttered, the smile on her lips couldn't be hidden. "Lucas, you really are my good brother." Lucas froze for a moment, frowning slightly. I laughed very lightly in my heart. He doesn't want to be your good brother. "You are so good, being your girlfriend must be very happy." Bella held his shoulder to stand up. Lucas stayed squatting, wondering what he was thinking. Then took out his phone. Next second, my phone dinged. It was a message from him: [Baby, I have a race tomorrow, come, I'll give you a surprise.] Chapter 6 When I arrived at the racetrack, the race was about to start. Lucas asked someone to arrange for me and Bella to sit together. On the track, he was in a black biker suit, slender figure, smooth muscle lines. The most dazzling existence. Withdrawing my gaze, a hand extended in front of me: "What a coincidence, meeting again. I'm Bella, Lucas's sister." I looked down at her hand, the tattoo on her wrist looked familiar. "Hello, Hazel Summers." She smiled slightly, a hint of meaningfulness in her smile. These past few days, I asked about her. The adopted daughter of the Hunt family, two years older than Lucas. While parents were busy, they spent day and night together, normal to develop feelings. But she went abroad after high school graduation, only returned recently. That day, it was Lucas who picked her up. He waited for the person he liked to return. And I am ready to start a new life. "So handsome!" Screams pulled me back from my thoughts. After crossing the finish line, Lucas took off his helmet, index and middle fingers pressed to his lips, blowing a hot kiss into the air. Bella laughed: "Childish." As if this kiss was sent to her through the air. Raising the trophy, he looked towards me and Bella through the crowd, corners of his mouth rising: "I love this summer today, just like I love her." The scene boiled over. I was startled, looking down at the tattoo on Bella's wrist. Exactly the same as Lucas's. That was the one I accompanied him to get, the day after he became my boyfriend. At that time he rubbed my hand, acting spoiled: "I'm so afraid of pain, just stay by my side okay?" I pointed to the design he chose and asked: "What does this mean?" "Love you forever." He wrapped his arm around my waist, let me sit on his lap, pulled open his collar, raised an eyebrow: "Tattoo on the collarbone, so every time you kiss me, you can see it when you look down." "Don't, don't." I blushed, quickly refusing. Lucas laughed: "Then tattoo on the wrist, okay?" I looked carefully at the pattern, didn't look like English. He paused, eyes drifting elsewhere: "Mm, French." French. The place where Bella studied. I opened my phone, found today's race photo, and uploaded that string of letters to a translation app. Liar. That string of French wasn't "Love you forever" at all. It was "No one like you". Closing my eyes, my heart was cold. Then, Bella spoke: "Wanting him to win the trophy as a welcome gift, he really does what he says." Backstage, while they were noisy, I quietly looked at the base of the trophy. "Exclusive to Bella" four big words, blatantly stinging my eyes. Turns out this grand confession was prepared by Lucas for her. Yet in the name of giving me a surprise. I smiled silently, slowly withdrawing from the excitement.
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