Henry Marlowe

My best friend went abroad and asked me to look after her younger brother.

While attending a wedding banquet, I left the younger brother at the kids' table and started drinking with everyone.

After three drinks, I noticed someone holding my waist.

The younger brother's eyes were slightly red, "Stop treating me like a kid, sister. I can drink, and I want to join your table."

Later, I complained to my best friend while holding my waist.

"From what I see, he doesn't want to just join the table; he wants to be with me!"

My best friend was surprised, "Huh? Then what about your engagement with my brother?"


I've Been Wooed by My Best Friend's Younger Brother

Oh my god, was the person who bumped into me in the hallway just now really him? And I even lied, saying I was at home!


I involuntarily shifted towards the car door; I wish I could find a hole to crawl into.


"Um... why did you come to pick me up..."


I really don't know what to say, but the silent, cold air was making me extremely uncomfortable.


He glanced at the rearview mirror without speaking—his expression made it absolutely clear that he was angry!


But I didn't know exactly how much he'd seen, so I didn't dare to speak rashly. I felt like I was sitting on pins and needles and had no choice but to continue lying.


"Haha... Sorry I didn't tell you the truth."


It was so awkward I wanted to dig a hole with my toes!


"An old friend called me to hang out today, and I couldn't turn them down, just popped in for a bit, and see, I'm out in ten minutes."


Chapter 6