when the Book Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl
Chapter 442 Stop Wasting Your Time
After saying goodbye to the housekeeper, the two of them left the villa once more,
Winston’s mood had finally steadied somewhat. Though the heaviness from earlier had lifted slightly, his expression was still tight and solemn. He walked with his head down, clearly lost in thought.
Jean didn’t speak. She simply walked quietly beside him.
They took a cab back to the front gates of the Ginger family estate.
“You’re not coming in for a bit?” Jean turned to him as she opened the car door. “Mom would be really happy to see you.”
Winston had no intention of going in. He had planned to drop Jean off and then ask the driver to take him straight back to campus.
“I’ll pass,” he said, shaking his head, his voice flat. “You’ve had a long day too. Go get some rest.”
Jean didn’t push it. She nodded obediently. “Okay. But you rest too, alright?”
She reached out and gently squeezed his fingers, offering a soft smile. “Don’t stress yourself out so much. Try to breathe a little.”
Winston couldn’t help but chuckle, the tension in his face easing just a bit. He nodded and gave a quiet “mm.”
After she got out, he stayed in the car, watching as Jean entered the house and closed the gate behind her. Once he was sure she was safe, he told the driver to go.
Though his face was composed, Winston’s thoughts were a mess.
There was a persistent ache in his chest that he couldn’t shake, something heavy and gnawing. It made it hard to breathe.
He let out a long breath and tried to distract himself, eyes drifting to the blur of lights and buildings outside the window.
Then-
His phone rang.
His hand flew to his pocket.
It was the housekeeper from Dalton’s villa.
Before leaving, Winston had given her his number in case she heard anything from Dalt
He hadn’t expected her to call so soon.
He answered instantly. The woman’s voice came through the line: “Mr. Dalton just called. It was him–he called personally.”
He called himself?
That meant he was stable enough to speak, at least.
Chapter 442 Stop Wasting Your Time
A weight suddenly lifted from Winston’s chest, and for the first time all day, his breathing felt finde es
“What did he say?” Winston asked, gripping the phone tightly. His voice was unnervingly calm, but the slight tremble in his fingers gave him away.
There was a pause on the other end.
“He said…” The housekeeper hesitated, and Winston’s heart dropped like a stone.
“He said he doesn’t want to see you. He has nothing to say to you. He hopes you won’t waste your time. anymore.”
Her voice was measured, almost emotionless–but the words landed like a blade straight to Winston’s chest. piercing deep and twisting hard.
His knuckles turned white as his hand clenched around the phone.
It felt like his entire chest had caved in. He couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t think. His heart was thudding so loudly it drowned out everything else.
“…Did he say anything else?” Winston asked. His voice was barely more than a whisper, tight and raw. His hand was visibly trembling now.
“He said he knows how stubborn you are. That’s why he decided to call himself–to make it clear,” the housekeeper replied. “That’s all.”
And just like that, the line went quiet again.
All Winston could hear now was the sound of his own pulse pounding in his ears.
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