Trapped with a Doctor novel Chapter 335

My parents found out that Greta and I had sneaked into the troop unit, but they turned a blind eye to our mischief, as long as we hadn't been disturbing the soldiers' military trainings.

When I entered junior middle school, the whole school knew that I always had a handsome boy called Kris going around me. They knew that he wasn't my real brother, but he was my... how to say... They didn't know exactly what our relationship was, so they assumed that Kris might have been my sworn brother.

But he was also very protective of me and always acted like my bodyguard.

One day, a pretty girl classmate came up to me and asked cautiously, "What's your relationship with Kris?"

I answered without hesitation, "He's my brother."

During those few years, Kris indeed treated me the same way as my twin brothers had treated me. He always took good care of me like a brother.

That pretty girl immediately got excited as her eyes glimmered with pleasure. She showed me a gift box from behind her back and said, "Pauline, could you please do me a favor?"

I looked at her perplexedly and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"The day after tomorrow, is Kris's birthday. Would you help me give him this present?" said the pretty girl.

The day after towmorrow was 15th, August of lunar month. It was Kris's birthday, and also mine.

My parents had always treated Kris as their own son, so they always celebrated our birthdays together, every year.

I also felt quite happy to spend every birthday with Kris.

But... when I found that the pretty girl wanted to give Kris a birthday present, I felt quite sad.

With a glum look on my face, I took her present and promised her that I would pass it on to Kris. The pretty girl thanked me and then ran away shyly.

I raised my head and looked towards Kris who was standing just a few metres away. I went over and handed the present to him.

Kris asked, "What's this?"

"Your birthday present from that girl." I answered honestly as I pointed at the pretty girl's back.

My father had always taught me to be honest and to never tell a lie.

But Kris didn't accept the present and said, "It's time for the class. Let's go!"

Kris resembled Sherwood in terms of character and personality. They both didn't like talking very much. In fact, they were quite introverted when they would socialize with other people, but they would be very talkative when they were in front of me.

"Don't you want it?" Not knowing the particular reason, I was actually a little pleased with his reaction.

Kris turned around and said decisively, "No, I don't want it!"

Then on our birthday, I found out that Kris had given all the presents, given to him by the girls in school, to the housemaids and bodyguards.

He only kept the presents from me and my brothers and his other friends in his bedroom.

He also gave me a present, but it was cheaply packed.

Maybe it was because Kris felt embarrassed to spend my father's money. He had kept a simple life and spent as little money as he could in those years.

Sometimes when he went shopping with us, he wouldn't buy anything, neither did he envy my brothers and I when he saw us buying a lot of things.

My father had once told him, "You are like my son too. You have the same position as Sherman and Sherwood in our family. This is your home. You can buy anything you want."

I saw Kris's eyes turn red with tears. He answered, "Father, you and Mother Angela have bought me a lot of things. It's more than enough for me. I am not lacking of anything."

My father patted his head and said, "You don't need to buy Pauline anything with the pocket money I gave to you. She has her own pocket money. Understand?"