Right

So I’m right. It’s his brother. They even have the same ending in their name. Weston and Colton.

I wonder, if they have another brother, what would be his name?

Anton?

Carlton?

Dalton?

That is quite right for me. Only if they have another brother, but what if it is a girl?

I don’t think it would sound right for a girl, but why am I even thinking about it? We are in trouble right now!

“Why does it matter?” Weston asked.

Colton’s eyes traveled to mine. I pursed my lips while staring at him.

What should I do? Or do I even need to do something right now?

His eyes squinted.

Damn, what is he thinking?

I want to know what it is so I can think of a reason or something. I’m sure he is confused about why his brother is with a girl like me.

I’m particular about it.

“Because you are arguing with a woman in public, Weston. That’s why it matters. You don’t care about your reputation, do you?” His right eyebrow raised.

My eyes went to Weston, who was clenching his jaw.

Shit.

This is my fault. If I didn’t pull him away to go here, we wouldn’t have crossed paths with his brother.

I need to do something.

“Excuse me, but no, you are wrong. We are not arguing.” I smiled.

“Did he do something to you? Force you into something or what?”

My forehead creased. Why is he asking me those questions? Does Weston do those things?

I shook my head. “No.”

Of course not; he didn’t even do anything to me. I’m the one who pulled him here so we can get away with Lindsey. But if I didn’t hurt him here, then Lindsey would know.

Ugh! This damn thing is getting on my nerves. I don’t know how to deal with this kind of thing!

Because duh?! You don’t get to be married accidentally to a billionaire who doesn’t admit that he has a kink!

“Don’t worry, you can tell me,” he said.

Before I could even answer, Weston interrupted me.

“I didn’t, Colton. I’m not like you.”

My forehead furrowed. What is wrong with these two? Why do I feel like they are not going along that well? I can sense some sibling rivalry, or is this the way they show love to each other as brothers?

I never had a brother, so I don’t know how they do it. Heck, I don’t even have a sibling. I’m just an only child, and I ended up like this.

My eyes went to Colton, who was still calm. He seems not threatened at all. But why would he feel threatened? Right? His demeanor is the same when Weston’s eyes are throwing daggers at him.

Our eyes met when he looked at me. He scanned me thoroughly. For the first time, I didn’t feel so conscious about it. It’s just like his eyes look at me without judging my personality. I can see it in his eyes, unlike what other people do when they look at me or my heavy body.

“Who is she, Weston? Don’t you have a girlfriend?”

My head tilted.

So he does have a girlfriend. Maybe that’s why he is in a hurry to get a divorce because if his girlfriend knows, I’m sure they will be done. No one would understand and believe a thing if we said we got married accidentally.

It can happen, but I’m sure, as a woman, she won’t believe it unless he trusts him that deeply and knows him by heart.

“She’s no one,” Weston coldly said.

My eyes remained on him. He stared back without even blinking.

Of course, I am no one to him.

No one to everyone.

It’s not new to me. But somehow, I still feel a slight pang in my chest.

“Really? Then why are you arguing with her? What if someone saw you? What if the media is stalking you and taking photos of you with her? Didn’t you ever think about Bella’s feelings? And what about her? Her privacy would be invaded because of your recklessness.”

Hmm, so Bella is the name of his girlfriend.

Weston’s brother is responsible, from what I can tell right now. He thinks of possible things that could happen and how they would affect someone. I didn’t even think of that when I pulled Weston to go here.

I can’t help but adore how responsible his brother is. I wish I could be as trustworthy as him. But you need to be accountable, especially if you are older than your brother.

Is he older right?

“This is not the place to scold me, Colton.”

Hmm, it seems like it. Is Weston used to scolding at home, huh?

“Even at home, you never listen,” he said.

I think this is too much for me. I don’t even need to hear they’re family problems or sibling rivalry.

“I’m sorry, I need to go,” I said. Before I could even step aside, he asked another thing.

“Who are you, Miss?”

I throw a gaze at Weston before answering. “I’m no one.”

“It doesn’t seem like it. Weston, who is she?”

“Why the hell do you care who she is, Colton? Get your own life!” Weston’s voice raised.

“I care for Bella’s sake.” He stated.

“You guys should calm down. We are in front of a coffee shop,” I said, “And as for you, Sir, I don’t know him---”