Chapter 397 Why Would I Be Afraid
Winston texted: “You free tonight? Let’s train.”
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Clearly, Winston had no idea what had happened to Samuel–he was just inviting her to train like usual.
Jean pressed her lips together, a hint of hesitation creeping into her expression.
She still hadn’t decided whether or not to tell Winston about what happened to Samuel…
After a brief pause, Jean finally made up her mind.
She decided to tell Winston the truth.
Jean texted: “Winston, something happened at home. Honestly, I’m really not in the mood for training right
now…”
Winston replied quickly: “What happened? Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
Jean lowered her eyes and quietly typed her response.
Jean texted: “Something happened to Samuel. He’s in the hospital right now.”
Winston asked: “When did this happen? Is he sick? Or was it something else?”
Jean replied: “To be precise… someone hurt him.”
Jean quickly added: “But don’t worry.”
Winston responded: “Hey, come on. Like I’d be scared. Besides, it’s not even that unusual. You’ve been through stuff like this too, haven’t you? Being part of the Ginger family… it’s way too easy to become a target. Getting hurt isn’t exactly rare.”
Jean replied: “You’re not wrong… but things are dangerous right now. You should be careful too. You’re part of the Ginger family too, after all.”
Winston texted: “Don’t worry about me. I’m not that easy to take down; anyone who wants to mess with me better be sure they’re up to the task.”
Jean’s lips twitched.
So arrogant; so cocky. Classic teenage boy.
Winston added: “But you–stay home for now. Don’t go anywhere.”
He really was worried about her.
Jean couldn’t help but reply.
Jean texted: “Hmm, I got it.”
Just then, another message from Winston popped up.
Winston asked: “By the way, is/Samuel okay?”
There wasn’t much emotion in those few words; in fact, they came off a little stiff.
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But Jean knew that was just Winston’s personality.
Cold on the outside, but secretly a softie.
Even though he sounded nonchalant, he was probably really worried.
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Jean texted: “He’s not doing great, but not terrible either. Mom and my older brother are with him right
now.”
Winston replied: “Don’t overthink it. Just stay home, don’t go out. Eat well, sleep properly, and try to keep your mood up, okay?”
For some reason, Jean could practically feel the quiet concern behind those words. This guy… he really does
care.
Jean texted: “Got it.”
Still, there was no way she could just stay home. Even though she’d gone back and forth about it, right now, Jean suddenly made up her mind-
She was going to see Ludwig.
The guy was ridiculously capable and powerful; she’d never once worried he’d get into trouble.
But now, he still hadn’t responded–and that could only mean something had happened.
And not something small.
Setting everything else aside, ever since she’d landed in this book, Ludwig had helped her countless times.
Any halfway decent person with a conscience wouldn’t just turn their back on him at a time like this….
If something really had happened to him…
Jean decided she would go find Ludwig herself tomorrow.
Today just wasn’t a good time to head out.
The next day, she dressed in a black tracksuit, pulled the hood low over her head to hide most of her face, and then slipped quietly out the Ginger family’s side gate–completely under the radar.
The goal, of course, was to keep things discreet.
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