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.

the way, Jean had already filled him

her way to approach her brother just for fun or for a

wanted Wiquor’s help to fight back and set things

standing right there, why wouldn’t you lean on

just be too damn

nod. His face was calm, his striking features cloaked in a

she couldn’t read what he

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being heard loud and clear. She pressed her lips together and was just

the field. Just go

to class?” Jean’s eyes widened. “But

Winston said, his voice crisp and unwavering. There was something solid and

exactly as her brother said and strutted

Winston planned to do for

would

At that moment-

in the office, focused

had classes, so she

a knock at

was light,

instinctively.

echoed behind her, unhurried and indifferent. Then a cold

“Ms. Wendy.”

stopped writing and

a stunning white–haired boy standing tall

lips curved into

“what exactly

this kid? And what was his

reasons for punishing Jean. She misbehaved,

she wasn’t very familiar with

this white–haired kid didn’t ring any bells. Relieved, she hardened

how you think it’s

Winston’s eyes. The chill in

mors was

without restraint “Good I wasn’t in the mood

That person! What

Wendy was completely lost

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the principal hurst through the door,

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