At that time, he was eight years old, even shorter than me.
However, he straightened his neck and shouted at them, "What bodyguard? I'm protecting my future wife!"
In junior high school, we were young and ignorant.
I met a guy I was interested in. From time to time, I would observe him with my classmates.
Carter had learned of this.
He almost cried. He ran to the door of my house and cried, "Isaac Evans, you can only be mine in this life. You can't like anyone else."
I thought that his fondness was just out of habit.
He was used to my presence, so he didn't allow me to get close to others.
When I was in college, I had my first boyfriend.
When Carter, who was in his third year of high school, learned about this, he desperately bought a ticket and rushed to my school.
He was drenched in the rain that day, and his deep black eyes were full of hurt and unwillingness.
He looked at me, shivering.
The rain was mixed with tears.
He was as pitiful as an abandoned puppy.
He said, "Isaac, I’ll wait for you to break up with him. I will also be admitted to this university. At that time, can you like me?"
He spoke in a humble manner.
He behaved so lowly.