Chapter 5

After that, Ethan became increasingly kind to me, you could say he was attentive in every way. In fact, except for the time we spent in classes at school, we were inseparable at all other times.

The expressions on his face also became more varied. He was no longer cold and distant all the time. Most of the time when he looked at me, he had a smile.

But for some reason, not long after, the classmates around me started to gradually distance themselves from me.

At first, it was a few boys I was close to. One after another, they stopped talking to me and even asked the teacher to change their seats.

Later, even the girls rarely communicated with me. They always avoided me, as if I were some kind of monster.

I sat alone in the corner of the classroom, without a desk mate.

Soon after, a transfer student came to our class. He seemed very curious about me and often stole glances at me. Not long after, he confessed to me.

Of course, I politely refused him. He was very disappointed, but I wasn't someone who would date at such a young age. After all, I always behaved well.

That afternoon after school, I waited for a long time but Ethan didn't come to pick me up. Usually, he always waited for me at the classroom door.

I thought maybe the teacher had kept the class late. After all, the coursework for seniors was very heavy, so I decided to go wait for him.

I packed up my schoolbag and went downstairs.

Because it was a bit late, there were hardly any people left in the school. I came to the high school building, when suddenly I heard strange sounds coming from a corner.

I curiously walked over.

Then I saw Ethan leaning against the wall, a half-smoked cigarette held between his slender index and middle fingers. On the ground in front of him, a small boy was curled up, being kicked and punched by several high school boys.

He had no strength to resist, and gradually stopped moving. Even his cries of pain became weaker and weaker, until only miserable moans remained.

Ethan extinguished the cigarette on the boy's thin shoulder, casually tossing it onto him, his tone ice-cold: "Don't get close to Chloe Wilson again, or I'll kill you."

I finally understood why they had been avoiding me.

I covered my mouth to prevent myself from screaming out loud, then quietly left.

I recognized the boy on the ground. He was the transfer student who had confessed to me today.

I should have gone to save him, but... I didn't dare. I had finally made Ethan accept me, like me. I couldn't make him angry, or he would throw me out of the Wilson family.

Chloe will always be good, won't make brother angry.

But... I'm really a very bad person. This time, will the gods still forgive me?