When the Family 90

Chapter 90 Turning the Tide

Finished

After going through that fire emergency together–working side by side to put it out–and then watching Easton wash the dishes without being asked, Jean’s inner bias started to waver just a little.

Could this guy really be changing? Maybe he wasn’t as awful as I thought… No! Can’t be fooled by appearances. Gotta stay alert, always. Jean shook her head firmly.

While Easton washed dishes, he listened to Jean’s thoughts.

The corner of his mouth tugged up in a faint, self–mocking smile. Honestly, it wasn’t so much that he’d changed. Somehow, though, he did feel a small twinge of guilt.

That fire had caught them both off guard. And Jean had looked genuinely scared.

He’d thrown off her mood and made her miss dinner…

Easton did feel bad. And then there was another thing-

From what he’d heard in her thoughts, the girl still carried a heavy bias against him. She still thought he might try to hurt her….

He closed his eyes with a frustrated sigh. I really wanna fix the way she sees me… this is crazy. Why do I

even care so much?

Meanwhile, the livestream chat was lighting up with praise.

“Easton’s seriously husband material–washing the dishes without a word.”

“Jean probably wanted to help at first, but Easton just took over.”

“They’re too cute. Just stay together forever, please. I love watching them.”

“They’ve been through so much today. Finally had dinner–hope they get a good rest.”

“These two little sweethearts are growing on me more and more.”

“I’ve fallen for Easton. A man who washes dishes? Husband goals.”

“Why didn’t Jean help wash dishes though? Easton did it all!”

Jean was going to help. Easton

just jealous of Jean,

a single useful

12.56 PM

Turning the

Finished

On the surface it looks like Easton’s doing all the work, but honestly, if he were paired with one else, he probably wouldn’t lift a finger.

two is just

Easton had finished washing up and were

internet, not even a TV in their mud–walled room, there: was

were set up facing each other, separated by a stretch of rough, uneven cement

a room. Jean was bundled up so tight there wasn’t a bit of skin showing, while Easton, ever the gentleman, lay down without even glancing her

mud walls let in a faint chill. The beds creaked sharply with

had never imagined he’d ever

uncomfortable, sure–but more than anything, it

he felt surprisingly

chirp of insects outside and Jean’s quiet breathing

Sleep came quickly.

living conditions were by far the worst. But neither of them complained.

the chat hadn’t

too cute, I’m

so sweetly in that

horrible.

and little Jean–sweet dreams,

in the worst house, but didn’t complain once. Watching this makes me feel

them so much. I could watch them forever–please don’t

wishing them a

“I’m soft now.”

90 Turning

Finished

the livestream wrapped up for the

the stream had ended, online discussions

a walking magnet for attention. But Jean unexpectedly

lot of people criticized her–but

as capable as Julia, and

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