When the Book-Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl Chapter 437 A Devastating Blow +8 Pearts "As for Mr. Dalton's illness," the housekeeper said, her voice tight as she bit her lip. I'm not entirely sure. I'm no medical expert... but I heard it's bone cancer. A tumor growing inside the bone." Her words landed like a hammer in the quiet room, and everything fell into a stunned silence.
Jean froze.
Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes trembling with disbelief. Her fingers curled tightly into her palms.
She had braced herself for something serious, had even prepared for the worst.
But this... this still hit like a punch to the chest.
Bone cancer.
A serious illness, no question.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNext to her, Winston didn't speak.
His face was devoid of expression-like it had been wiped clean by a layer of frost. He looked calm, but the sharp set of his jaw and the tension in his shoulders gave him away.
Jean turned to glance at him.
Winston's eyes were a deep, inky black, like a well of ink that refused to lighten, as if it could swallow everything whole.
There was something frightening in his gaze.
A quiet, restrained storm. Grief held under lock and key.
Jean instinctively reached out and grabbed his arm.
"Are you okay?” she asked softly, worry tightening her voice.
She felt it-the faint tremble in his arm. Subtle, but undeniable. A physical, involuntary reaction.
Her brows furrowed deeper.
"Winston?" she called again.
He looked like he'd just been hit by a truck. On the surface, he was quiet and composed, but she could feel the chaos just beneath it. Like a dam moments away from breaking.
"When... when did it start?” he asked finally, his voice cold and sharp, slicing through the quiet like icewater. He stared straight at the housekeeper.
She frowned, thinking. "It's been a long time. He's been getting treatment for years... it's never really gone away. Lately, things seemed better, so he insisted on going back to school... But then it all just suddenly got worse again." Winston swayed slightly, like the air-had been knocked out of him.
He took a step back, and just like that, all the coldness, all the distance in his posture seemed to evaporate 3 Chapter 437 A Devastating Blow For the first time, Jean saw something she'd never seen before on his face Confusion. Pain: He wasn't calm anymore.
He looked... vulnerable.
Jean stared at him, stunned, unable to say a word.
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"Would you like something to cat?" the housekeeper asked gently, trying to offer a distraction as she noticed a their pale expressions. “Stea? A snack?"
"No," Winston answered quickly, his voice flat but firm. "I have something to take care of. be going now? The housekeeper blinked, then nodded, slightly startled. "Oh... all right. I won't keep you then." Winston walked out of the house without looking back.
Jean followed him in silence.
He didn't seem to khow where he was going-just walked forward, head down, lost in thought.
She didn't say a word. Just walked quietly behind him.
They walked for what felt like forever.
Then suddenly, Winston stopped.
Jean was quick to react and stopped just in time—any any slower and shem would've run right into his back. Send Gifts 1.3K When the Book-Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl