NovelFastChapter 444 The Agony of Waiting As someone on the outside, there wasn't much Jean could do.
All she could hope for now was that the two of them would finally talk-really talk—and caway from it with something better than before.
Winston got out of the cab.
He was back at the apartment near campus-the one he'd recently rented.
He hadn't been staying in the Stellarford dorms for stnow. He needed a new environment.
He stepped into the quiet, upscale space, locked the door behind him, and sank into the couch in silence.
A long breath escaped him.
His eyes fluttered half-shut, and for a moment, it felt like his entire mind had gone blank.
Tpassed.
Eventually, he pulled his phone from his pocket.
Dalton's contact info had already been sent over. It was right there, staring him in the face-but now that he had it, Winston found himself hesitating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIf he sent the request, would Dalton even accept it? And even if he did... what was he supposed to say? He'd been so decisive when asking Jean for the number. But now- Now he was second-guessing everything.
He hadn't expected that simply reaching out to Dalton would feel like such a daunting task.
A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He exhaled again, slow and quiet.
After sitting in silence for what felt like forever, he finally unlocked his phone.
Winston stared at Dalton's Whatprofile picture. His eyes lingered there for a long tbefore he finally, slowly, sent a contact request.
He didn't try to hide who he was. He used his full name.
mes or pretend.
In his message, he'd been honest: There are things I want to talk about. Past and present. Things I need to say.
He knew there was a chance Dalton would ignore or reject it. But he didn't want to pl.
After the request was sent, Winston's eyes stayed glued to the screen, waiting-hoping-to see the little notification pop up: Request accepted.
But...
Nothing came.
Chapter 444 The Agony of Waiting It was like tossing a stone into a bottomless lake.
His phone stayed quiet. Blank.
Winston tried to distract himself. He opened other apps, scrolled aimlessly, forced himself to pretend he didn't care.
But it was all fake. His chest was tight. His thoughts kept looping back.
The waiting-it was agonizing.
Eventually, he couldn't take it. He kept flipping back to WhatsApp, over and over again, just to check.
Nothing.
No reply.
No read receipt.
Had Dalton not seen it? Or... had he seen it, and simply didn't want to respond? Winston never thought he'd find himself like this-restless, anxious, second-guessing someone else's silence. Eventually, he gave up.
He locked his phone, tossed it aside, and slumped back on the couch with a quiet sigh.
The air in the apartment was warm, filled with the scent of the aromatherapy diffuser-his favorite scent.
Winston's breathing slowed. His thoughts blurred.
Before long, he drifted off into a light sleep.
He didn't know how long had passed.
But it was the sudden vibration n of his phone that startled Kim awake.
He shot upright, instantly reaching for it-his chest thumping with Om adrenaline. Dalton had accepted.
-Winston's fingers tightened around the device. His heart skipped.
He hadn't expected Dalton to actually- But he did.
The contact request had gone through. They were now connected.
But neither had sent a message.
The chat window between them/remained blank.
Winston stared at it, his thoughts racing. His heart too full to shape into words, 09.18 Wed 11 Jun Chapter 444 The Agony of Waiting Where was Dalton now? Was he feeling well enough to talk? Would he even want to? He had no idea how to begin.
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