Chapter 526 Jean, My Favorite Person

Winston’s heart felt as though it had been pricked by a needle; a sharp, scattered ache spread through him.

He quickly reached out, cupping Jean’s shoulders. “What’s going on?”

When Jean didn’t answer right away, Winston tightened his grip, fingers pressing in. “What are you always thinking about? If I’m not good to you, then who should I be good to

A faint smile tugged at his lips. His arms lengthened subtly, then pulled her in, nearly wrapping Jean entirely in his embrace. “Whether it’s now or in the future, that’s never going to change.”

Jean tilted her head slightly, gazing into her brother’s deep, steady eyes. “What if someone comes along who’s even closer to you?”

Jean pondered. Someone bound to you by blood, for instance.

Winston’s brows drew tighter. He narrowed his eyes, fixing his gaze on the top of her head. “Someone closer?”

Was Jean suggesting that, someday, another blood relative might come into my life? Winston suddenly laughed.

He patted her back lightly, as if comforting a child. “You know I don’t get close to people easily.”

“Even those who share my blood, I never cared about them before, did I?”

much mind to

over the past few

considered close, there were still levels;

closest to–the one he most wanted to protect, that

the time they’d spent together over the years, he’d reaffirmed it time

anyone else in the Ginger family; she was his absolute

smile slightly at his

heroine’s aura really is that powerful–so powerful that even the coldest, most indifferent members of the

what she meant by “heroine’s

her unease;

“Jean.”

of her head. His voice, deep and magnetic, carried a

worry. Don’t be afraid. I’ll always be here with

was something else he wanted to say–something hard to

been in his heart for a long

526 Jean, My

love Jean the

holding it tightly. “Then you have

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