Upon hearing Jared Hughes say that, Thad Drew was so angry he laughed.
How arrogant could Jared be, thinking that he only liked Betsy Russell just to oppose Jared?
Thad scoffed and spelled it out, "Jared Hughes, let me tell you, I met her first."
Thad didn't want to argue with Jared anymore, worried that Betsy would see them again.
After that, he cast a cold glance at Jared and walked away.
Jared stood there, watching Thad's receding figure, his expression growing darker.
Betsy had loved him since eleven years ago, when Thad didn't even exist.
With this thought, Jared's brows furrowed increasingly tighter.
There were many girls who liked him eleven years ago, but there weren't many who had loved him as long as Betsy had.
What puzzled Jared the most was why Betsy even liked him. As far as he knew, she wasn't the type to be preoccupied with love.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have asked him to help erase her memories.
