Suddenly, she reacted and laughed, "Brother Eduardo, you’re teasing again!"
"I’m not!" He denied eagerly.
Belinda Howard froze, montarily stunned by his unexpected words.
He looked at her, his gaze incredibly serious. "Belinda, let take care of you, will you?"
Belinda Howard was stunned by his words.
All these years, she had always known how good he was to her, but she had never imagined he would say sothing like this.
Being good to her—isn’t it because they grew up together, and their bond had always been close?
"Brother Eduardo, you..."
"I don’t see you as a sister. I like you, and I’ve liked you since childhood!"
Belinda Howard froze once again, looking at him sowhat blankly.
His words had co too suddenly, leaving her unsure how to respond for a mont.
He likes her? But... her feelings for him had never touched on romantic love.
"Brother Eduardo, I..." She paused, then lowered her eyelids, "I’ve always thought of you as a brother."
"Then from now on, don’t think of as your brother, okay?" He looked at her, a flicker of pain surfacing in his eyes.
Belinda Howard lifted her head. The man before her was the one person she didn’t want to hurt the most.
Over the five years, other than her parents, he cared about her more than anyone else. She didn’t want to hurt him; she couldn’t bear to hurt him.
But she simply couldn’t bring herself to like him romantically.
"Belinda!" Isaac Stuart grew anxious and instinctively reached out to grip her hand holding the tableware.
Noticing his action, Belinda Howard gently withdrew her hand.
"I’ll go to the restroom."
As if unsure how to evade his question, Belinda Howard stood up and seized the chance to leave.
After coming out of the restroom, Belinda Howard didn’t return to the private room. Instead, she sent a text ssage to Isaac Stuart and then left the restaurant.
In the private room, staring at those brief six words, Isaac Stuart’s expression showed a trace of pain.
[Brother Eduardo, I’m sorry.]
He thought, over the course of five years, she would gradually accept him. He never expected that this confession might make her drift further away.
.
Back ho, Belinda Howard felt drained as she lay on the bed, her mind consud by Isaac Stuart’s words to her.
The man was the one she couldn’t bear to lose and the one she least wanted to hurt. Now that things had co to this, she didn’t know how she’d face him in the future.
Weekend.
Belinda Howard, bored at ho, was unsure what to do when she received a call from Briana Ino, inviting her to go shopping.
Since staying ho was dull, Belinda Howard agreed.
The two girls shopped all morning and felt sore-footed, so they found a cafeteria to sit and rest.
"Belinda, have you been seeing my Big Brother at the company a lot lately?" Briana Ino stirred her coffee with a spoon while looking at Belinda Howard across the table, her intense black pupils filled with curiosity.
Belinda Howard looked up upon hearing the question, glanced at her, and then smiled softly, "No, barely."
Upon hearing this, Briana Ino couldn’t help but show a disappointed expression.
Even though five years had passed, she still hoped the two of them would be together!
It was all Horion Jones’s fault back then. If it weren’t for him, Belinda and Big Brother wouldn’t have ended up like this!
"It’s all Horion Jones’s fault. If it weren’t for him, you and Big Brother wouldn’t have..." Sensing Belinda Howard’s downcast expression, Briana Ino stopped herself from continuing.
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