When the Family Ch 7

Chapter 7 WinstonMakes Things Right

Winston lowered his eyes, the cold light in his gaze falling onto his sister’s fingers.

He hated being touched.

Normally, if anyone dared grab his hand like that, his body would be flooded with a wave of uncontrollable disgust.

It made his skin crawl.

Right now, he still felt that revulsion.

He wanted to fling Jean’s hand off, to shake off the dark, twisted feeling surging in his chest…

But when he looked at the bright and clear eyes of the girl in front of him, he forced himself to hold back.

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Winston’s face remained expressionless, but inside he was already wrestling with himself. He pressed his lips together and finally said to Jean-

“Let’s talk over in the garden.”

Rylan thought to himself. Oh wow, is he really about to talk to a girl alone?

The rest of the court thought to themselves. Is that actually Winston?t What is happening?!

The girls watching from the sidelines couldn’t believe their eyes. Their emotions were all over the place.

“What is going on? Has the ice prince descended from his throne?”

-Winston wants to talk to her one–on–one? Is he out of his mind?”

“Nov

way. I don’t believe it… I don’t believe this is happening…”

“Why didn’t he shut that girl down hard like he always does? Why is he treating her differently.”

“I’m so mad I could scream. She must’ve pulled something on him…

“I object. I completely object to this situation!”

Jean followed Winston into the nearby garden..

“So, the teacher made you pick up trash on the field?” Winston asked as he listened to her explanation, his sharp brows faintly furrowed.

had already filled him in on most of what

just for fun or for a recognition scene

to fight

you’ve got a powerful backer standing right there, why wouldn’t you

it would all just be too damn

nod. His face

couldn’t read what he was

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loud and clear. She pressed her lips together and was just about

the field. Just

to class?” Jean’s eyes widened. “But

was something solid and

as her brother

Winston planned

the sky fell, Winston would be the one holding

At that moment-

the office, focused on

all had classes, so

was a knock at the

light, almost

responded instinctively. “Come

behind her, unhurried and indifferent. Then a cold

“Ms. Wendy.”

writing and looked

white–haired boy standing tall right in front of

was slightly lifted, his lips curved into

flatly, “what exactly did

Who was this kid? And what was his relationship

up, her face turning stern. “I had my reasons for punishing Jean. She misbehaved, plain and

Winston. In fact, she wasn’t very familiar with the high school

but this white–haired kid didn’t ring any

think it’s appropriate to speak

Winston’s eyes. The chill in his

mors was

and let his pride show without restraint “Good I wasn’t in the mood to talk to you anyway. You can talk

That person! What

Wendy was completely lost

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the principal hurst through the

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