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

moved toward her without

reached for her face, gently tugging down her lower eyelid in

murmured, more to himself

smooth–soothing in an

Cause of

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

but a flicker passed through

That voice–wasn’t spoken.

It was inside.

died from that stomach

He listened in silence.

That voice again

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

He hadn’t misheard.

could hear her

some reason, he found that strangely

faint smile rugged at the corner

on his cold,

know this sister well. In

any memories of the

for school when he was young, and then dove headfirst into medicine. He was rarely

when he was, he felt

house, a father with eyes like ice, a mother always away… and siblings

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

found warmth only later–through patients, through practice,

As for Jean

even home when she was

seen her with

Sienna hadn’t called him in a panic and begged him to

him

“Samuel?”

him out of

eyes and asked carefully,

brows furrowed as she said

The

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

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Jean stared at him,

nodded with

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