My childhood crush became my adopted brother

I, Gardenia Wilson, had harbored a secret crush on Carlos Harper for ten years, and he had been fed up with me for just as long. Finally, one day, we slept together, and I left two hundred dollars behind. He was humiliated and furious, searching everywhere for me. But I had already vanished without a trace. I avoided him for three whole years until my father passed away, leaving me an orphan. Carlos’s parents told me, “From now on, our home is your home, and Carlos is your brother.” I looked at Carlos, whose face twisted with rage the moment he saw me, and called out sweetly, “Brother!”