When the Family Ch 2

Chapter 2 The Tragedy Behind the Perfect Brother

Dominc’s face didn’t give anything away. He just looked at her, with eyes that seemed to shift and darken like deep water.

Then Dominic said absolutely nothing.

Cool as ever, he glanced away like the moment never happened and turned toward the stairs.

Jean stared at his retreating back, her thoughts going wild.

Seriously? That’s it? He’s just gonna walk off? I thought for sure he was gearing up to say something else…

Dominic stopped mid-step.

And then—

Jean blinked as he doubled back out of nowhere. Same calm, quiet voice. Same distant tone.

“Do you… want to eat dinner with me?”

……

In the big, stylish dining room, Jean found herself sitting face-to-face with Dominic.

He ate like he was in a commercial. Totally silent, perfectly poised, his lips barely moved, and not a single sound came from his utensils.

Jean glanced down at her plate.

Broccoli. Corn. Salad. And a rare steak that was still bleeding.

This must be what rich people think healthy looks like…

She screamed inside.

This dinner is straight-up punishment!

Dominic’s fingers holding the utensils slowed for just a beat.

Jean kept slicing into her steak while her mind wandered off.

Buffalo wings. Chili dogs. Loaded nachos. That’s real food. Who wants to gnaw on a half-raw steak when you could be tearing into something crispy and greasy… melt some cheese, add a little jalapeño and hot sauce… mm, now that’s flavor…

Across the table, Dominic suddenly set down his fork and knife. His face stayed unreadable.

“You’re not into this kind of meal?”

yanked Jean right out of her

startled, then

wanted to seem sweet, polite, easy to

lips into

not picky at all,

of that bloody steak and shoved it in her mouth, chewing and

“Really… it’s not bad…”

brain was screaming

butt. I’m acting.

quiet for a second,

don’t want

to be considerate, but his stiff, no-nonsense delivery made it

Jean’s eyes widened.

Inside, she was panicking.

He just

tightened at

eyes went wide, and

were super mean

“I wasn’t.”

did something rare—he softened his tone a little, kept

Jean wasn’t buying it.

were. You looked right at

her cheeks and pulled a mock-serious face, copying his

you don’t want to eat

Dominic looked down.

little outburst didn’t annoy

truth was, he and

ever said a word to

call close. If anything, they were strangers with matching last

her thoughts—something shifted. Jean didn’t feel like a blurry figure in the

She felt real.

about tomorrow

stepped into the dining room but trailed off the second he saw Dominic and Jean having dinner together. A quick flicker of

was clearly not something

gave a slight nod, signaling him to

against her

Bryson, Dominic’s assistant? Why does he look kinda…

family’s

town. Mr. Thomas mentioned a few times that he wants to introduce you two. He was wondering if tomorrow

Jean’s brows pinched together.

As in the Selena Lawson? The one who’s supposedly the most beautiful woman in Blairford? That’s not just any pretty face.

his attention

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