Chapter 460 Just the Same
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Dominic thought in his mind, that was the first time I had ever looked at my younger brother with a different mindset, through a different lens.
After that, a lot happened.
The Ginger family cut out its parasitic rot and slowly started to breathe new life.
I had thought everything was back on track, and that my relationships with everyone in the family were slowly mending
But what I didn’t expect was that Winston still held on tightly to what had happened back then.
I didn’t think I had done anything wrong.
After all, Winston’s kidnapping had nothing to do with me.
My real mistake… was knowing how much that incident meant to Winston–how deeply it hurt him–and still choosing
to respond with cold, sharp words that stabbed him in the heart instead of offering any gentleness.
At that thought, Dominic’e
eyes grew heavier, darker.
He stared directly into W’s eyes. Something deeper flickered in his gaze.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
After a long stretch of silence, Winston finally broke it with a cool and detached tone, as if nothing had happened.
“Huh?” Jean blinked in surprise.
She scratched her head, then gave him a half–smile, half–glare.
“Cut it out. Don’t play dumb.”
Her smile vanished as her tone grew serious.
“You know exactly what I mean. Only the one who tied the knot can untie it,” she said while glancing sideways at Dominic, as if letting out a sigh.
“That’s why I brought him here. You two need to talk.”
Winston’s face stayed as frozen as ever.
Like a chunk of ice that refused to melt.
“I don’t think there’s anything to talk about.”
He didn’t even glance at Dominic as he spat those words, his tone as cold as ever.
At that moment, Dominic felt something heavy sink inside his chest, like he was falling into a frozen abyss.
His fingers curled instinctively./
He felt like he should say something, but the words got stuck in his throat and wouldn’t come out.
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“Oh, please.” Jean squinted at him with a teasing smile that carried just a hint of sarcasm.
“You’re acting just like Dalton–going on and on about how you don’t want to talk about the past.”
Winston’s pupils flinched at the mention of that name.
He hadn’t expected her to bring up Dalton out of nowhere…
And in that instant, he finally understood what Dalton must have felt.
We are exactly the same.
Angry and bitter over the past, but unwilling to show how much it truly mattered. Pretending we didn’t care. Pretending it didn’t hurt.
Jean is right. My mindset right now is no different from Dalton’s.
And I hated the way Dalton dealt with things-
So calm on the surface. So decisive underneath. Refusing to give anyone a single chance.
But now, I have become the very person I used to dislike.
If I put myself in their shoes, Jean and Dominic probably saw me as impossible to talk to too…
Winston let out a long sigh.
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His gaze drifted slightly. The cold look in his eyes moved from Jean to Dominic. His tone, for the first time, softened a little.
“You guys should sit. The tea’s getting cold.”
Jean’s eyes lit up at those words.
She instinctively smiled, lips curling into a gentle arc.
“Alright! Looks like you’re finally willing to have a real talk with us.”
Winston said nothing. He simply sat down on the sofa.
Dominic and Jean followed without hesitation, settling on the couch and lifting their teacups for a small sip.
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