Scheming Hearts: My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 1

I had been hopelessly chasing after Ricky for over a year, and he finally agreed to be with me. In a moment of boldness, I booked a luxurious round bed suite for $200.

When I woke up in the morning, I found someone else beside me.

The person lying next to me, half-asleep and muscular, was my childhood crush.

When we were kids, he was a tiny bundle I used to hold in my arms. Now, I was the tiny one being held in his arms.

**1**

Can anyone understand this? Waking up with a handsome guy in my arms, feeling a mix of excitement, nervousness, and an urge to touch. Oh, I meant his abs.

We hadn't seen each other for years, but I was sure this was my neighbor's younger brother, who was five years younger than me.

At this moment, he was still in a deep sleep, having just turned over.

I checked under the blanket and found myself completely naked.

This was a disaster.

The best strategy was to escape.

I grabbed a piece of clothing to cover my important parts and planned to sneak out.

"Madelynn, you're awake?"

I... haha, could I pretend I wasn't?

I turned my head to explain, but he had just lifted the blanket and was getting out of bed.

He seemed to be planning to get dressed, not expecting me to turn around suddenly.

He was slightly stunned and quickly pulled the blanket to cover himself.

Too late, I had already seen everything.

His broad chest and, well, his lower body...

Do young men get this excited in the morning?

I quickly turned my head, afraid he would see my embarrassed expression.

Unexpectedly, Kevin's face was even redder than mine, his ears looking like they were about to bleed.

"Sis, your clothes fell off," he pointed out.

In my excitement, the clothes had fallen to the floor, and I had been standing naked in front of him for quite a while.

Embarrassed, I rushed into the bathroom.

Kevin's family ran a foreign trade business. When Alexandra was pregnant with Kevin, the business was just starting. She went back to work a hundred days after giving birth.

My mom had health issues and had been trying for a second child without success.

Seeing Kevin was like seeing her own son, so Kevin spent most of his time at our house.

Honestly, I had even changed his diapers.

Help: What do you do when you wake up next to someone you practically raised?

While I was squatting in the bathroom, wondering if I should wrap myself in toilet paper to go out, Kevin knocked on the door.

"Sis, your clothes."

If I don't feel embarrassed, then it's him who will.

**2**

After getting dressed and washing up, Kevin had already ordered breakfast from the hotel.

"We haven't seen each other for years, and you've grown up," I said, racking my brain for a topic.

"Don't you know best if I've grown up?"

Kevin smirked, handing me a bowl of black rice and red bean porridge.

"You were exhausted last night, sis. You need to recharge."

I was dumbfounded. Was this still my model student, soldier brother?

Was he implying what I thought he was implying?

Memories started flooding back in bits and pieces.

I seemed to have been clinging to someone, begging for kisses, and finally being pushed onto the bed, with someone calling me "sis" in a fluctuating voice...

I...

I drank too much, but I didn't lose my memory.

Give me a lever, and I could lift the entire memory.

I stared at the handsome face across from me, unable to swallow my bun.

What a miserable life, eating a bad bun and still getting teased.

But I was stubborn since childhood and wouldn't admit defeat.

"Explain to me why you were the one in bed?"

"Who did you hope it would be?"

Did boys change their expressions this quickly?

Kevin placed his hand on my chin, as if he would crush it if I said something wrong.

I shamefully ran away.

**3**

When I walked into the office, my colleague Leslie sneaked up to me and whispered, "How was it? Was Ricky good?"

Why is she talking so dirty in broad daylight?

My mind automatically switched to the scene I saw in the morning, and my face turned red.

"Didn't you go to the hotel together yesterday?" Leslie persisted.

Damn, the whole office knew I had booked a hotel room!

And the supposed male lead of last night, Ricky, looked completely drained.

After the meeting and rounds, I cornered Ricky.

"Tell me, what happened last night?"

Ricky scratched his head, trying to remember. "I drank too much."

"Then, then, it seemed like someone took you away."

"I woke up lying on the floor of the room."

It was a confusing mess.

I pulled out my bank card number. "Pay me back for the room."

Damn it, he slept in my big round bed, and I ended up with the wrong guy.

I couldn't take this loss, and I wouldn't pay for it.

"How about we go again tonight?" Ricky suddenly suggested.

I looked Ricky up and down.

Shaking my head, I sighed inwardly. There's no comparison...