True Love Waits

Chapter 68 A Broken Heart

"Who is the 'old man' you referred to?" Hayden asked as he was surprised by Debbie's response when she answered his call.

"Never mind, I was referring to no one in particular," Debbie replied casually. "What made you call?"

"I've been in Y City for a couple of days now. I have no plans tonight, so I'm thinking maybe we can have dinner together."

"Oh, sorry. I'm out of town. I'm on a trip."

Hayden hadn't expected her response. For a moment, he was in a daze but soon realized that Debbie was such a travel gal. He remembered how much she enjoyed going to places. She had visited different tourist destinations, more than he ever had. He envied her determination and her free spirit.

"Oh! I see. It's okay. Anyways, my schedule will be cleared out early next month. How about I take you to England for a vacation then?"

"No, thanks." Debbie turned him down immediately. "I've been busy lately. I have all these different classes every day. I had to make time for this trip."

Debbie was telling the truth. When her trip was over, she would once again be occupied with dance, yoga, English, and other classes.

"Debbie, don't lie to me. I know you. You always hate studying. You're just trying to blow me off by making up those classes."

"No, I'm not. That's the old me. People change. Now I have yoga, dance, English, Advanced Mathematics, and so on, but I don't learn martial arts anymore."

For a moment, there was only silence at the other end of the line. "You used to say you will never quit martial arts. My mom and I once asked you to quit, but you refused. Why now?" Hayden knew how much she used to hate those classes she just mentioned.

Debbie smiled and said, "Because I don't have to protect you anymore." One of the reasons why she had worked hard on martial arts was to protect Hayden and his sister, Portia Gu, who was frail like a willow leaf.

Debbie and Hayden started dating when she was 16 and their relationship lasted for two years. Just a few days before her 18th birthday, for some unknown reasons they broke up. During those two years, being his girlfriend, Debbie was the one who had protected Hayden and his sister, although she herself was a little girl.

himself. "You are not womanly at

I didn't treat you well before. I didn't treasure what we had.

women after Debbie had left

that, even though she didn't know how to

changed her character for him. She was perky, but when she learned that Hayden's mom liked quiet girls, she had always reminded herself to be quiet in front of his mom, just to get

sometimes into some other kinds of trouble. All those times, Debbie tried her best

to get drunk easily, but every time Hayden had to drink at a dinner party, she drank his alcohol for him, just because drinking was bad for his health and she wanted him to stay healthy. Thus, at first she could only handle 50

done so many things for

he wanted her back. He promised himself that he would never let her go this time. "Hayden, it's too late." Every time Debbie mentioned his name, it hurt. She was the one who gave and gave

their past, but she was over him now. She had moved on. Except for the pain, she didn't have other feelings

bread. Durian flavor was her favorite. She remembered how

recalled that night when she was with Carlos. She could tell that Carlos hated durian's smell too. But he had eaten the snack with her even though he despised it.

specifically ordered crispy durian cakes and durian pancakes for Debbie the other day when

several years older than Debbie, Carlos was thoughtful in many things. He would ask Julie

he never busted her. To think about it, Debbie thought maybe it was not that he didn't know that

to Portia Gu's bedroom in the

roared and lightning flashed. She was too scared to sleep. But she couldn't go to Hayden's room. That would be inappropriate. So she knocked on

her out of her room impatiently and locked the door. "Don't interrupt my sleep again!" she had warned her. She remembered how scared she was that night. She had to

sudden, Debbie missed Carlos, that

Carlos. She made up her mind that if he called again, she would

had passed.

hasten the digestion of the food. Then she came across an emerald store. She walked in and looked around. In the dim light, a lucky peace buckle caught her eyes. "I'd like to have a look at that one,"

pieces in our store are genuine. This lucky peace buckle is exquisitely polished," the