Chapter 388 He Hadn’t Let Go

Winston stood tall in front of him, his slender frame straight and unmoving.

His narrow, cool eyes lowered slightly, a light in them that Dalton couldn’t quite read.

“How’d you end up in a wheelchair?”

Winston spoke out of nowhere, his expression unreadable, his tone chilly and distant.

Dalton pulled his hands away from the wheels and looked up, meeting Winston’s icy gaze head–on.

“Yeah.” He nodded lightly, face calm and unreadable.

“You…” Winston opened his mouth, the words spilling out before he could stop them.

But halfway through, he shut his lips again.

The boy just stared deeply at Dalton, eyes fixed, completely silent.

Dalton let a faint, relaxed smile pull at the corners of his lips. “There was an accident a while back, so I need the chair now.”

brushing past all the pain he’d endured as if

his eyes, cutting

quiet

wasn’t something good. I don’t really want to talk about it right now. Why?” Dalton tilted his head slightly, his smile tinged with sarcasm. “Do you actually

Winston’s face darkened. His voice turned sharp.

cold scoff, his eyes

invisible blades, stabbing Dalton right in the

lip, trying to hold

now. So you better work hard not to

placed his hands back on the wheels, pushing

Dalton and Winston ever saw each other again for

Meanwhile, Dalton left for a foreign country to

control, the one thing Dalton wanted

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He Hadn’t

to come home; to return to school.

was because there was still something about school he

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