NovelTruen the Book-Traveling Girl Meets the Reborn Girl Chapter 436 The Only Ones Who CThings went more smoothly than they'd expected.
There was no need to explain anything, no resistance. The housekeeper welcomed them in without hesitation.
Jean and Winston followed her into the house.
Winston remained silent as he looked around the familiar space.
It still looked about the same.
+8 Pearls Though it had been so long that most of his memories of this place had blurred, the moment he stepped back inside, it was like a switch had flipped-memories crushing back into focus.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Dalton really is sick," the housekeeper said, not bothering to hide the truth.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, concern heavy in her voice. "I can't say exactly what it is... but it's not good." "Is he here?" Jean asked quickly, not wanting to waste time. She needed to see Dalton herself.
The housekeeper bit her lip, looking slightly embarrassed. "I was just about to tell you... he's not here anymore." Jean's heart sank.
"He was here a few days ago," the woman continued. "Stayed shut in his room playing games. But even then, I could tell he wasn't doing well. His face was pale-no color at all." "I tried to get him to stop, told him he should rest instead...” The housekeeper sighed, guilt flashing across her face. "I should've pushed harder." "Today... his condition suddenly got worse. His family cand took him away" They took him away? Jean's eyes darkened slightly.
So this wasn't really Dalton's home-just a temporary place he stayed.
His real hwas elsewhere.
And now that his health had taken a turn for the worse, it made sense his parents would step in.
It was only natural.
Winston said nothing, but his expression gave him away-a flicker of disappointment passed through his eyes.
He looked at the housekeeper and spoke coldly, "What exactly is wrong with him? Is it serious?" The housekeeper froze.
Jente 1/2 10:43 Tue, 10 Jun WWO Chapter 436 The Only Ones Who CShe hesitated, lips pressed together tightly, clearly unsure how to answer.
Jean didn't know either. What was Dalton really sick with? Part of her wanted to know-another part didn't.
If he'd wanted to keep it to himself, maybe she shouldn't pry.
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Winston noticed her hesitation and the housekeeper's silence. His voice dropped even lower, with an edge of authority. "You can't tell us?" The question was direct-and heavy.
The housekeeper flinched, visibly shaken by his tone.
"Easy," Jean muttered, half exasperated. "You're scaring her." Then she turned to the woman, softening her voice. "It's okay. You don't have to tell us if you don't want to.
"It's not that I can't," the housekeeper replied, eyes locked on Jean. There was a hint of emotion behind her honesty.
"To be honest, ever since Mr. Dalton cback to Stellarford, he's spent G most of his there... He wasn't doing great. His condition went up and down. And honestly..." She paused, voice trembling just slightly.
"I don't think he has any close friends. You're the only ones who've ever cto check on him the only ones who seem to care. That's why, even though he's not here, I wanted to let you in, to offer you stea or something. You call this way... you must be tired." The content is on. novelenglish.net! Send Gifts 1.3K to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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