When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

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Chapter 65 The Cause of Her Illness

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Jean’s mind was still swimming in a fog.

She could barely make out the doctor’s voice. Everything was fading again.

Her eyelids drooped shut, her stomach twisting in renewed pain that clawed through her nerves like fire.

Somewhere in the haze, she thought she heard the muffled sound of footsteps.

Her eyes fluttered open a crack.

She caught a glimpse of Sienna’s face. And Dominic’s too…

They stood at her bedside, tense and pale, lips moving as if trying to speak to her-

But Jean couldn’t hear a thing.

Her fingers twitched weakly. Her eyelids were too heavy, like lead weights pulling her back into the dark.

Her thoughts scattered like torn paper in the wind

Then-

A sliver of light spilled through her lashes.

Her eyelashes trembled. She fought to lift them.

It took everything in her.

When she finally managed to open her eyes again, she was still in the same white hospital room.

But

now.

v. she wasn’t alone.

Standing silently beside her bed was a tall man in a crisp white coat

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He was elegant in a quiet, dignified way–sharp jawline, pale skin, striking features, and a cool refinement that seemed etched into every line of his face.

His narrow eyes and thin lips were calm, almost too calm under the soft glow of the overhead lights. A pair of gold–rimmed glasses rested perfectly on the bridge of his nose.

Jean stared at him blankly for a moment.

Then blinked.

Wait was that..?

“Samuel?”

name slipped out before

blinked. Then moved toward her without

tugging down her lower eyelid in

more to himself

smooth–soothing

Cause of ster

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doctor said they couldn’t figure it out. This guy shows up and I’m fine?! Okay, this man is

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That voice–wasn’t spoken.

It was inside.

real deal! I’m saved! I almost died from that stomach pain, but this

He listened in silence.

That voice again

mind–but as clear as if she’d whispered it in his

He hadn’t misheard.

hear her

he found

rugged at the

his cold,

this sister well. In fact,

barely any memories of

for school when he was young, and then dove headfirst into

he felt nothing but

eyes like ice, a mother always away…

It was a collection

only later–through patients, through

As for Jean

even home

ever seen her with his own

begged him to come–he wouldn’t be standing here now, watching her blink

him

“Samuel?”

soft voice pulled him out of

at him with big watery eyes and asked carefully, “What exactly

brows furrowed as she

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gone now, but what if I’ve got some rare disease?! I haven’t even spent all my money

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