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Chapter 491
Clem placed the handkerchief on the table. “A little kid gave it to me. Take a look.”
Byron glanced at the handkerchief casually and saw the familiar aisy embroidery at the bottom left corner of it. He frowned and looked at Maeye’s side profile.
She even gave this man a handkerchief?‘ thought Byron.
Maeve was also shocked by the old handkerchief.
The inexperienced and crooked embroidery on it was too similar to her needlework when she first came into contact with embroidery, but she was not sure.
Until she realized that the rose’s branches and leaves looked sideways at the letters J and S.
Only she could childishly hide the initials of her name in the pattern.
But why is my handkerchief in Clem’s hands?‘ thought Maeve.
“Clem, who gave you this handkerchief?” Maeve probe
Clem swallowed the fish in his mouth and thought for a moment. “I fell on campus in my third year of university, and a little girl gave it to me. She is the person I mentioned earlier that I want to find.”
Does she live at No. 25 Bluemoon Alley?”
“You can even guess that. You’re indeed smart,” said Clem, smiling.
Maeve held her breath and dared not to look at Byron’s expression. Her red lips moved. “Clem, it’s been so long, but I don’t think I’ve asked… Which university did you attend?”
“Kleymond University. I went overseas to study in my third year
Maeve vaguely heard Byron’s low “Heh“, and her little heart instantly trembled.
It can’t be. It shouldn’t be so coincidental. I have known Clem for so long. If he was my crush in high school, there is no reason for me not to remember him. It must be a coincidence thought Maeve.
Marve gulped and continued to ask shakily, “Clem, are you close to that little girl? You even specially came to look for her
this time”
It was rare for her to be so interested in his matters, so Clem did not hide it.
He looked at the vase on the table and told her everything.
hier all.
a few years ago. Clem did not remember it clearly
He just got along with that slum, petite girl who looked like a middle school student
to addon, the intle girl always had endless handmade products that surprised him, so he had a deep impression of her
ves look har her to sponsor that little girl.
A love letter Mass cried and involuntarily she almost stood up but sat back down under Byron’s stare. She asked dryly, are you sure wil be levier
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When she heard Clem say that the little girl was thin and liked to do handicrafts, she felt something was wrong.
When she was in high school, because she didn’t have money but was interested, she especially liked to do some small handicrafts for herself. It was cheap and beautiful.
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And because she had no money, of course, she was malnourished. People often said she looked like a junior high school student.
She could confirm the person Clem was talking about was her.
However, she did not expect herself to be so wild at that time and even write a love letter…
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When Clem stole a glance at her, he happened to see her overly excited reaction. He was puzzled but suppressed it and did not ask.
“It’s for me. Only when she came to say goodbye to me and gave me the love letter, I knew her feelings.”
Clem sighed. “No matter what, I can’t have any other thoughts about a junior high school student. I rejected her and told her to study hard and not overthink.”
He treated that little girl as if she was his younger sister and even had some pity for her.
He had accepted the handkerchief she had given him because he wanted to remember that pitiful, cute little girl.
She had once brought him a brief and distinct joy.
It would have been better if he hadn’t explained. Once he said those words, Maeve was dumbfounded.
The crush she had been looking for for so long was actually Clem.
She had actually liked him in high school and even wanted to get into Kleymond University for him.
However, she was rejected, of course. Clem told her to study hard, which coincided with the contents of the note.
These were the best evidence, not coincidences.
“But… why is it Clem?‘ thought Maeve.
Maeve wanted to hug her head. She swore she only treated Clem as a good friend and Clem only treated her as a friend, too. How could it happen?
Maeve suddenly regretted it. Why did the hell she call Byron over?
If he didn’t come, she could still digest the matter with the meal She could walk out of the door and pretend nothing had happened. Anyway, Clem didn’t recognize her as that young girl
But now…
“Heh.” Byron snorted again. The cold air around him seemed to be able to freeze people
The more he sat there calmly, the more it meant his anger was about to reach a critical point.
Just a spark was enough to set a prairie ablaze.
Maeve’s heart was trembling. The pork ribs before her were no longer fragrant. She only wanted to escape from the Asura Arena as soon as possible.
After finishing the meal and saying goodbye to Clem, Maeve was pulled into the car by Byron before she could defend Jerself.
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