Chapter 450 You’re Absolutely Right
Jean: “So that’s how it went, huh?”
Jean: “Honestly, that’s pretty much what I expected…”
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Jean: “I actually asked Dalton once–why not just clear things up with you? You two had a misunderstanding, sure, but nothing unforgivable. Just a couple of sentences and it’d all be settled. Wanna guess what he said?”
Winston stared at the screen, his expression calm and unreadable.
Winston: “You’re seriously teasing me now?”
Jean: “Ugh, you’re no fun.”
Jean: “Anyway, he said something pretty similar to what he told you–he didn’t care anymore. Didn’t feel the need to clarify anything…”
Jean: “That’s why I never told you anything either. I didn’t want to overstep.”
Jean: “But now that you know, I guess it’s okay to be open about it.”
Winston scrolled through her messages in silence.
After a long pause, he finally typed back:
Winston: “Sounds like he made up his mind a long time ago–to cut all ties with me.”
Jean picked up on the weight behind his words and quickly replied:
Jean: “Hey, Winston, don’t let this get to you too much. Everyone has their own reasons for the way they act.
I know you’re eager to patch things up, but reconciliation takes two people. You can’t carry it alone.”
Jean: “Whatever happens, just give it time. Maybe one day he’ll come around.”
Jean: “And don’t forget–Dalton’s sick. That’s the real priority right now.”
Jean: “Someone who’s been sick for a long time… they tend to pull back from people. Maybe when he gets better, things will change.”
As soon as Jean mentioned his illness, Winston snapped out of it.
She was right–Dalton was a patient now.
And not just sick–seriously ill. The kind that could end a life.
And here he was, in the middle of Dalton’s darkest hour, obsessed with rehashing the past, looking for
closure…
He’d been reckless. Selfish.
Winston shut his eyes, frustrated. His fingers curled tightly around the phone.
The restless tension in his chest slowly faded away.
Jean’s simple words had calmed him–and made him see the bigger picture.
Chapter 450 You’re Absolutely Right
Now wasn’t the time to get stuck on this.
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Whether Dalton ever forgave him, whether they could ever be friends again-
None of that mattered anymore.
His only wish now… was for Dalton to survive.
To recover.
He sat there on the couch for a long time, thinking it through, until he finally messaged Jean back:
Winston: “Thanks. You’re absolutely right.”
Winston: “I was too impulsive.”
Jean saw his reply and couldn’t help but smile.
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Jean: “Glad to hear that. Don’t be so hard on yourself. When we get a chance, let’s go see Dalton in person and check on him.”
Winston: “Yeah. Let’s do that.”
After her chat with Winston ended, Jean tossed her phone aside.
Downstairs, she heard some noise–voices, movement, something chaotic.
Sienna and Dominic must have finally come home.
Though honestly, the commotion sounded kind of intense…
Jean pressed her lips together, curious, and walked over to the door. She opened it and leaned out, stretching her neck to get a better look.
“Careful, take it slow-”
That was Sienna’s voice, soft and soothing.
And then-
“I can walk by myself…”
