Chapter 2
I had actually noticed Ralph’s changes. He enjoyed playing with cars and being in a band, and he was usually carefree.
But half a month ago
His personality suddenly became much calmer.
No longer did I go out eagerly every day and come back drunk.
Sutotimes, I could even see him holding a book and reading it earnestly.
This is outrageous.
Where had Ralph ever come across a book before?
I told Ralph, “You have changed.”
He simply asked me, “Is this not good?”
There was nothing bad.
Even better, because I was an ultimate beauty enthusiast.
It doesn’t matter what Ralph became, as long as his face was still there.
I liked him purely because of that face
Apart from that, I felt nothing towards him
Being more well–behaved actually wins my heart.
Therefore, I deliberately ignored his changes and hypnotized myself. What was
was Ralph’s brother called?
Yes, Byron Higgins.
The supposedly rigid and serious perfect heir.
1 carried a bag of grapes back home.
The med has been prepared.
“Today, there are spare ribs, your favorite dish,” Byron said. “Did you make it yourself?”
I heard that Byron started taking care of the family affairs as soon as h
as he graduated.
Compared to his younger brother’s unruliness, he was the true pride of heaven.
But those clean and slender hands, now personally sweep the kitchen for this colossal lie.
I stared at him for a long time
Byron asked, “What happened?”
“Have you been working out recently?”
“Why are you asking this?” he was still alert. “The muscles on your upper arm seem to be tighter than before.”
He instinctively folded his arms and casually litted some wrights.
“Not bad. Muscles were a man’s best dowry.”
He was somewhat helpless. “But you said before, honesty is the best dowry for a man.”
Were you honest?
Byron fell silent
I smiled and stuffed a peeled grape into his mouth
He ate it unexpectedly.
Byron forget.
Is younger brother is allergic to grapes.
