Chapter 104 Haydn, Haydn, What A Heartache

That summer during her third year of middle school, she had said, “Sean Stewart, let’s date. You’ll take care of me.” The white-shirt teenager turned his head around and stared at her with his lucid phoenix eyes without saying a word. He then turned back around and started walking. She chased after him and grabbed his hand from the back. “You’re so mean. It’s really easy to take care of me. You don’t think you can do it?” Up until today, Jane Dunn still remembered the teenager’s answer. He had said, “It’s not that I can’t take care of you, but it’s because you’re not the right one for me.” He turned around after saying that, allowing her to hold his hand at will. He held her hand and walked out of the school gate. Jane Dunn recalled herself glancing at their intertwined fingers at that time. What had she been thinking about again? Oh… She remembered it now. At that time, she thought, ‘If I’m not the right one, why are you not letting go of my hand, Sean Stewart?’ She had clutch