NovelTrueChapter 431 If You're Happy, I'm Happy Too But the message wasn't from the person Jean had been anxiously waiting for.
It was from Winston.
A wave of disappointment hit her, but she still tapped the chat window open.
Winston: "Why'd you log off so fast? Where'd you go?" Jean: "The awards ceremony was over, so I just logged off" The truth was, she'd been trying to reach Dalton.
Winston: "I was going to log off too, but the officials pulledinto a post-ginterview. Took longer than I thought." Jean: "Wow, didn't expect it to be that official." Winston: "Don't even remind me..." Winston: "Anyway, thanks for everything these past two days. Really. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have won the championship." Jean smiled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJean: "Whoa, that's kind of tic. I'm actually a little flattered." Jean: "No need to be so formal. I told you I'd help you, and once I commit to something, I go all in." Jean: "If you're happy, I'm happy too." Winston: "You..." Jean replied with a cute bunny sticker.
Winston: "By the way-" Winston: "Dalton logged off right after the game. Did he say anything to you?" Jean let out a quiet sigh.
Jean: "No idea where he went." Jean: "I messaged him, but he hasn't replied. I don't know what's going on." Winston: "He really hasn't answered?" Jean: "Why would I lie about that?"/ Winston: "I didn't mean it that way. I just mean... how long has it been?” Jean: "I messaged him twice, even tried calling. Nothing. Maybe his phone isn't on him..." Winston didn't reply right away.
с Chapter 431 If You're Happy, I'm Happy Too About thirty seconds later, another message cin.
Winston: "So he's basically gone dark?" Jean: "Hey! Don't make it sound so serious!" Jean: "You're making it worse than it is." As she typed, her phone suddenly lit up with an incoming call.
Jean's heart jumped.
Dalton was calling her back.
She didn't even think-she picked up immediately. "Hello? Is that you?" She heard a soft cough, then Dalton's voice, low and shaking. "Sorry I haven't replied." His voice was hoarse and weak, so faint it barely sounded like him.
Jean's heart sank. She felt a wave of unease settle over her chest.
"What's wrong?" Her brow furrowed. Her tone sharpened. "Are you sick?"
Dalton's voice cagain, almost a whisper. "I just needed rest.” The NO content is on novelenglish.net! Before he could finish, a fit of coughing cut him off- Then the call dropped.
Jean froze, phone clutched tightly in her hand.
Her heart lurched.
She immediately called him back.
They hadn't finished talking.
Him hanging up like that-something wasn't right.
Her whole body was tense, anxiety tightening around her like a vice. -But the call rang and rang- No answer.
As if that brief conversation had never happened at all.
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