Dear Brother You Picked the Wrong Sister to Betray novel Chapter 68

Chapter 7

Faced with his serious explanation, I just glanced at the time on my phone and said indifferently:

“How you see Sage is your business. Damon, the truth is, with or without Sage, I would’ve broken up with you anyway.”

Having said my piece, I stood up. I’d barely taken two steps when Damon grabbed my wrist.

He said: “Reyna, we’ve been together seven years… Do you remember what you whispered in my ear the night we got together?”

“You said you liked me so much, that you’d always like me.”

“You’said the longer we held hands, the more your love for me would grow.”

Meeting his panicked eyes, I peeled his fingers away one by one.

“Damon, forget seven years–even if we’d been together seventy years, I could still dump you today without any guilt.”

“From now on, you’d better not take women’s sweet talk so seriously.”

Hearing my last sentence, Damon’s hands finally dropped.

Ignoring the trembling ache in his heart, Damon’s eyes reddened as he forced a smile:

“Reyna, don’t worry. You’re nowhere near as important as you think you are.”

With that, he bought a ticket for the earliest flight right in front of me and left the restaurant before I did.

Watching him disappear, I took a deep breath of relief.

Monday came quickly.

I officially started at my new company, beginning a fresh work and life.

All that disappointment I thought I’d never get over was quietly and quickly healed by time, family love, and friendship until it was forgotten.

If I had to nitpick about what wasn’t great in my current life, it was that I’d been so busy lately I was getting a bit neurotic.

Sometimes I got this weird feeling that someone was watching me from the shadows.

Over a month later, on an ordinary weekend night, I went to a KTV private room to hang out with my best friends and some relatives they’d brought along.

After fooling around for a while, lightweight me volunteered to go to the front desk convenience store to get more snacks for everyone.

I didn’t expect Ethan to follow me out.

He was my bestie Claire’s cousin.

In high school, I used to go to Claire’s house to study all the time.

Ethan lived next door back then.

For a while, I even tutored him in middle school math for free.

Before I could say anything, the handsome, tall young man spoke up:

“I heard you’re back for good this time.”

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I blinked and playfully poked his forehead like old times: “How come I haven’t heard you call me ‘sis‘ once since I got back? Better watch it or I’ll tell your parents on you next time I visit.”

Hearing that. Ethan seemed to remember some fun memories.

He looked down with a smile, then stared at me intensely: “Reyna, you…”

Before he could finish, I felt a sharp pain in my wrist as someone yanked me backward with tremendous force!

But I didn’t actually fall–instead I landed in a once–familiar male chest.

“Damon? What are you doing here?!”

Based on normal schedules, he should’ve been in London with Sage right now, enjoying company–funded romance and sweetness.

Faced with my surprised question, Damon looked at me expressionlessly.

“Reyna, I gave you a whole month. No matter how angry you were before, how much you wanted to fight with me, by now you should’ve cooled

off.”

After saying this, Damon glanced coldly at Ethan with a superior, territorial attitude.

Just as I was about to call him a psycho, Sage appeared.

She was holding two ice cream cones. Where Damon couldn’t see, she rolled her eyes at me sarcastically before forcing a fake sweet smile:

“Reyna, Damon’s had private investigators protecting you this whole month.”

“He really can’t live without you.”

“Be the bigger person–eat this ice cream cone and forgive me and Damon for our past mistakes, okay?”

After a brief silence, I smiled at Damon: “Let go of me first. Let’s find somewhere quiet to talk properly.”

Hearing this, a flash of joy crossed Damon’s eyes, and he immediately released his grip on me.

But the next second, I did something that caught everyone completely off guard—

“Ahhhhh!…”

I snatched the ice cream cones and smashed them right into that despicable face without mercy. Sage’s sharp screams drew everyone’s attention.

Seeing Sage with one cone on top of her head and another over her left eye, screaming comically, several bystanders couldn’t help but laugh out

loud.

But I wasn’t done yet.

Brushing ice cream fragments off my hands, drawing on my youth when I’d constantly get called to the principal’s office for fighting, I calmly grabbed the long hair of Sage, who was trying to throw herself into Damon’s arms for comfort.

“Sage, did your eye just have a spasm? Who exactly were you rolling your eyes at? Hmm?”

Not giving Sage any chance to respond, and under her shocked, terrified gaze, I used both my forehand and backhand to deliver five or six crisp slaps in succession!

Sage’s cheeks swelled red from my slaps, blood streaming from her nose.

Now her crying finally turned genuine, so harsh and ugly that I looked at her with disgust and shoved her toward Damon like discarded trash.

Laughably, not only did Damon not reach out to catch Sage, but when she crawled toward him crying and was about to touch his pants, he frowned and stepped back.

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Sage was completely stunned.

She stared with teary eyes, shocked and heartbroken that Damon didn’t even look at her, walking straight toward me instead with sincere eyes, declaring his loyalty:

“Reyna, I’ve made things clear with Sage. I’ve only ever seen her as a little sister.”

“All those inappropriate physical contacts that made you angry before–they’ll absolutely never happen again.”

Damon moved to hug me, but before I could react, Ethan had already stepped protectively in front of me, looking at Damon with disdain

“Don’t touch her until Reyna agrees to it…”

Before Ethan could finish, Damon’s face darkened as he silently swung his long–suppressed fist at the young man.

“What gives you the right to interfere between me and my girlfriend?!”

The young man took the punch hard, veins instantly bulging at his temples.

But fists have no eyes, and to avoid involving me standing behind him, Ethan just smiled coldly and wiped the bleeding corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Ethan could tolerate it, but I couldn’t.

In front of everyone, I stepped forward and slapped Damon across the face.

Then I looked at him with disgust: “Damon, if you’re sick, go get treated at a mental hospital. Don’t have your episodes here and annoy people!”