NovelFastChapter 459 A Little Regret Dominic had almost forgotten.
+8 Pears Maybe it was because so much had happened toover the years. So much had happened to the entire Ginger family. Somewhere along the way, I had nearly forgotten- That one thing Winston truly cared about.
I knew about it.
Back then, I hadn't been that much older. I was proud, hot-headed, and reckless like any other boy my age.
By all logic, as the eldest in the family, I should have been more understanding, more giving toward my younger brother.
But the truth was, I hadn't wanted to.
I had always been stern, self-centered, and it wasn't unusual forto butt heads with Winston.
I had never paid Winston much attention, until one day, I realized the boy had grown into something cold and sharp, like a blade.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMaybe this was what they called growing up the wrong way.
But then again, in the kind of environment we had back at the Ginger mansion, it was almost impossible not to grow up wrong.
We were all the same.
All slowly worn down into cold and aloof shells.
There was a fight once. Unexpected. Heated. And it was during that argument that I learned about a secret Winston had buried in his heart for years.
It turned out that, years ago, Winston had been kidnapped.
He had almost been taken away completely by the abductors...
Thankfully, someone kind had stepped in. That was the only reason he had made it out alive.
He had gone through all that. Yet no one in the Ginger family had cared. No one had even noticed something had happened to him.
It wasn't just the Ginger family's innate coldness.
It was also because that night, I had a fever.
Sienna had spent all her tand attention taking care of me.
Because of that, she had no idea that her other son was trapped in a terrifying nightmare of his own.
I remembered hearing those honest words from Winston by accident, and it had leftbaffled.
Back then, I had just found Winston annoying.
20 Chapter 459 A Little Regret How was that my fault? I had been sick. I had a high fever. Was I supposed to feel guilty for that? It wasn't like I had forced Sienna to ignore Winston. I hadn't stopped her from going to look for her kidnapped son.
At the time, I was as rigid and cold as steel. I had no clue how to navigate family dynamics.
* Pearls So I chose the worst possible way to respond. I had looked down on young Winston and said, "So what? Are you going to blme every tsomething bad happens to you? Sometimes, maybe you should think about whether the problem is you." Those words had been cruel, but I hadn't realized that back then.
Now, looking back, Dominic did feel a little regret.
What if I had tried to comfort the kid? Tried to meet that stormy, desperate cry for attention with a little warmth? Would things have turned out differently? After that fight, his relationship with Winston had bectense and fragile.
But Dominic hadn't cared.
I had never liked my younger siblings m anyway. Most of the time, I just wanted to be left alone Family, to me, had always felt like a burden. Something useless. Something far less valuable than money. I had never thought of bowing my head to Winston. Never once considered admitting I had done anything wrong.
Until Jean suddenly becthis completely different person.
She kept showing up. Again and again. In my life. In my face.
And somehow, this girl-this little sister-had started to reshape my thinking. She had 9. She had madewant to reconnect with my family. To mend something that had long since shattered. At first, all I'd wanted was for Winston to chand share a meal.
But to my surprise, Winston had held on to that memory from childhood.
He didn't even bother hiding his coldness. It wasn't until Jean put in all that effort that Winston finally, for once, returned to the Ginger mansion.
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