Chapter 364 I Came to Check on You
Jean let her head fall back onto the pillow, eyes closing on instinct.
Oddly enough, maybe it was psychological, but the pain in her head seemed to ease just a little.
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She tossed her phone aside, too exhausted to keep chatting with Winston. It kept dinging beside her with several new messages…
Winston had sent her quite a few texts, but none of them got a reply.
Half–conscious, Jean drifted in a haze–somewhere between dreaming and waking.
And then, in a daze-
She thought she saw her bedroom door slowly creak open.
Her lashes trembled faintly, and her eyes fluttered halfway open.
A tall, lean silhouette appeared without warning at the edge of her blurry vision.
Jean instinctively widened her eyes, trying to make out who it was…
But the world in front of her felt dim and muddled, swirling in a dark haze.
Her head was still spinning.
The figure moved quickly toward her. Then-
She heard a voice, cool and clear like peppermint, low and lazy beside her ear. “Hey, you okay?”
It was…
Jean’s fingers twitched.
It was Winston.
A small smile crept onto her lips. Her vision was still fuzzy, but her mind sharpened slightly. “Winston…. you came…”
Winston bent one knee, crouching beside her bed.
His gaze, deep and steady, fell on the side of her face. “I sent you a bunch of messages. You never replied….”
“Then I remembered you said you had a fever…”
He looked away awkwardly, lips tugging to one side. “So I came to check on you.”
Jean slowly lifted her eyes. Her vision was clearing, and she could start to make out Wiron’s sharp features.
“You came all the way here?” Her voice was soft, threaded with a hint of sweetness. “That’s kind of over- the–top… You could’ve just called Mom…”
“You talk too much,” Winston cut in bluntly.
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Jean wisely shut her mouth.
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Winston kept his eyes on his little sister. He didn’t know why he’d rushed over like this, without even thinking.
He’d considered just calling the Ginger family to ask how she was
doing…
But in the end, he wanted to see for himself.
Besides, talking to Sienna and Dominic still made him feel a bit off. Things had gotten better between them, but it still wasn’t easy to act normal around them.
Jean was different. Whether they were chatting or gaming together, Winston felt more at ease with her than with anyone else.
So, he didn’t want to bother the others–he just came by to check on her alone.
“I brought you some fever medicine. Take it first,” Winston said, pulling out the medicine he’d picked up. He then turned to pour her a glass of warm water. “If it doesn’t help, I’ll take you to the hospital.”
Jean blinked slowly.
Her vision had cleared completely now. Winston was dressed in an all–black tracksuit, with a matching black baseball cap. The dark colors made his already pale skin look even more porcelain–like.
He looked like a high school senior–youthful, clean–cut, effortlessly handsome.
“Hey…” Jean couldn’t help but call out softly, her voice slightly nasally.
Winston glanced over with concern. “What? Still feeling sick?”
Jean shook her head. Then suddenly, she smiled, eyes bright and teasing. “I know you act all cool… but you actually like having me as your sister, don’t you?”
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