When The Family Reads The Fake Heiress Mind

Chapter 64

When the Family 65

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?”

before she could stop

Then moved toward

slender fingers reached for her face, gently tugging down her lower eyelid in a practiced motion–his touch cool

more to himself

smooth–soothing in an oddly

The Cause of ster

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out. This guy shows up and I’m fine?! Okay, this man is legit A

react, but a

That voice–wasn’t spoken.

It was inside.

from that stomach pain,

He listened in silence.

That voice again

if

He hadn’t misheard.

hear her

some reason, he found

rugged at the corner of

there–but on his cold, refined

In fact, he

memories of the

he was young, and then dove

when he was, he felt nothing but

ice, a mother always

a family. It was a collection of strangers under the same

warmth only later–through

As for Jean

even home when she was

think he’d ever seen her with his own eyes until

him to

him

“Samuel?”

voice pulled him out of

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

brows furrowed as she

The

terminal! The pain might be gone now, but what if I’ve got some rare disease?! I haven’t even spent all my money yet. I just started making money. This is

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at him, still

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