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.

filled him in on most

approach her brother just for fun or for a recognition scene at school–no,

fight back and set things

standing right there, why wouldn’t

it would all just be too

His face was

couldn’t read what

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train of thoughts was being heard loud and clear. She pressed her lips together and was just about to walk off when Winston suddenly

field.

to class?” Jean’s eyes widened. “But Ms.

crisp and unwavering. There was something solid and dependable in the way he said it, like a weight had just lifted

She did exactly as her brother said and strutted

Winston planned to do

cared? If the sky fell, Winston would be the one holding it up. Confidence

At that moment-

was sitting in the office, focused on grading

had classes, so she

a knock at

was light, almost

instinctively.

indifferent. Then

“Ms. Wendy.”

writing

see a stunning white–haired boy standing tall

slightly lifted, his lips curved into a cool,

exactly did Jean do

frowned. Who was this kid? And what was his relationship to Jean? Why

her face turning stern. “I had my reasons for

wasn’t very familiar with

white–haired kid didn’t ring any

this how you think it’s appropriate to speak to

eyes. The chill in his expression spread like

to mors was

step back, glanced lazily toward the door, and let his pride show without restraint “Good I wasn’t in the mood to talk to you anyway. You

That person! What

Wendy was completely lost

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