hapter 220 Growing Closer
Jean hadn’t expected Carl to explain himself so directly and cleanly.
His expression was cold and serious, and his eyes stared straight at her without wavering.
She blinked at him, unsure of how to respond.
This version of Carl definitely made her feel a bit… out of her depth.
In the end, she nodded toward him and smiled. “Mm, I got it-”
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“If you didn’t know, then Queenie acted on her own.” Jean arched a brow, and though her pale complexion still showed signs of illness, her eyes were sharp and spirited. “So promise me, don’t let Queenie off the hook, okay?”
“You’ve got to punish her properly–do it for me!”
Carl didn’t respond immediately. But after hearing her words, the corners of his tightly pressed lips lifted ever so slightly, forming a faint, subtle curve.
He smiled.
Jean paused for a moment.
It was like a frost–covered flower had finally revealed a single soft petal under the first touch of sunlight-
The ice had melted, and beauty bloomed through.
She realized–she’d hardly ever seen this man smile.
Was what I said really that funny?
Her eyes shifted as she thought.
Then I’d better say stuff like that more often!
She liked seeing Carl smile. When he smiled, he actually seemed a bit more human.
Carl heard her thoughts, of course. He didn’t say anything, just quietly watched his little sister-
And somehow, the cold stillness in his chest was warmed by something soft and unfamiliar.
“You haven’t fully recovered, so stay here and rest for now.” Carl suddenly shifted the topic, his tone cool but steady.
Jean opened her mouth to speak, but before she could get a word out, Carl continued, as if he already knew what she was about to say. “You don’t have to worry about the Ginger family. I’ve already called them. They know you’re with me.”
Bright surprise lit up Jean’s eyes.
Didn’t think Carl was actually this reliable.
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