Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 28: Teasing 2

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“What’s the matter, Purple? Such a big reaction.” Alexander Summers pulled her close, asking with a smile.

He still called her Purple.

Purple Summers was confused by Alexander’s actions.

What was going on with him? Had he seen through her or not? Or… was she just overly sensitive?

Maybe Alexander just thought his sister had changed a lot and was teasing her casually?

Purple clenched her fists, nervously watching Alexander.

“It’s not me who’s overreacting. It’s clearly you who keeps scaring me.” She bit her lip, feeling wronged.

Knowing that she was pretending, Alexander eased his grip, turned her wrist, and said, “Relax, I just wanted to see your wound.”

There was a bright red scar on her snow-white wrist.

When she had cut her wrist, she had been ruthless with the help of alcohol. Even though the wound was stitched up, a centipede mark remained on her wrist, looking exceptionally hideous.

Alexander lowered his gaze, hiding the pain in his eyes.

“Are you still in contact with that boy?” he asked.

Purple had a puzzled look on her face, “Who?”

Alexander released her hand and said indifferently, “I’m talking about that little boyfriend of yours that you chased for a year, finally managed to catch, but broke up with in less than a week. I heard that he’s a network administrator? You used to run to the internet cafe every day and sometimes never came back all night, worrying our mom who had to search for you from one internet cafe to another, almost calling the police.”

He paused here, looking at Purple with a playful expression, “One time, they found you in a police station. You were caught smashing cars on the street with broken bottles along with some hoodlums at midnight, and because you were underage, Mom had to take you home.”

Purple was stunned by Alexander’s words.

With Alexander’s aloof personality, he actually bothered to spend time talking to her like this!

And… why did she feel a strange sense of incongruity?

As if he said all this on purpose to give her enough information to avoid slipping up outside?

This speculation was too bizarre, and Purple immediately rejected it in her mind.

Alexander had no reason to do that.

“Didn’t you hear? Don’t contact those people again.” Alexander saw her in a daze and reached out to pinch her soft little face.

Purple slapped that hand away, “I know! I don’t even have a cellphone, how can I contact them!”

Alexander didn’t care, and instead ruffled her hair, “I’ll get you a new one later.”

Just talk, no need for physical contact!

Purple frowned and pulled his hand off her head.

She wasn’t used to Alexander’s intimacy and even felt more comfortable with their previous confrontational relationship.

“I’m going back to my room.” Purple broke free from him and turned to leave.

But Alexander raised his arm and slammed it against the wall, blocking her way!

Purple was dumbfounded!

My God, is it appropriate for a brother to pin his sister against the wall like this?! Huh?!

“I haven’t finished talking. What are you running for?” He asked with a mischievous grin, like an ancient villain teasing a good girl, “Why did you go to the front today, huh?”

His long, strong arm and the wall formed a narrow angle. As soon as he spoke, the crisp male breath almost sprayed on her face.

Even as siblings, this was too much.

“I went to call you for breakfast.” Purple answered, embarrassed and annoyed.

She clenched her fist, thinking if Alexander made any more inappropriate moves, she’d definitely beat him up!

However, Alexander immediately straightened up and let her go.

“Don’t go to the front again.” Alexander stared at her with his dark eyes, as if to warn her, “…And don’t have any contact with those people from the Summers family.”

After he finished speaking, he wickedly curled up his thin lips, patted her head, “Purple, be a good girl.”

After Alexander left, Purple stood there for a long time, unable to recover.

Looking in the direction of Alexander’s departure, she covered her chest and muttered to herself, “Madman….”