Chapter 362 The Dark Past That Must Never Be Revealed


    Jean nearly cked out when she saw the message.


    She knew it. Now that her secret identity was out, Winston was bound to start digging up the <b>past</b>.


    <b>35 </b>Peart.


    Back then, in order to earn some “extra cash,” she had deliberately downloaded the game and gotten close. to Winston…


    But that was so long ago. And yet her brother remembered it so clearly…


    Jean rubbed her already messy hair and let out a helpless sigh.


    She took some time to think through her wording before replying to Winston.


    Jean: “What do you mean manipted, Winston? Don’t make it sound so nasty, okay?”


    Jean: “It’s true that I happened to find out you were ying League of Legends. And yes, I created an ount because of you. I wanted to y the same game as you. I won’t lie–I had my reasons…”


    Jean: “You have no idea how tense things were at home back then. It was way worse than it is now. Dominic was under so much pressure, and he really wanted to see you again. He hoped you’de home…”


    Jean: “I just wanted to do something to help the family. That’s why I came up with this n.”


    Jean: “I know it was wrong to lie, but I never meant to hurt you. And I really worked hard <i>at </i>that game just to be able to talk to you…”


    She typed a huge chunk of text, exining the situation as best she could.


    Of course, she would never tell Winston that the real reason she’d approached him was because Dominic had offered her money to bring him home…


    If he ever found that out, he’d probably see her in the worst possible light.


    That kind of secret? She was taking it to the grave. There was no way she’d ever say it out loud!


    Now that the atmosphere in the Ginger family had finally started to improve, and her rtionship with her brother wasn’t as tense as before, if Winston found out about this “dark past,” it would all go straight back to square one.


    Besides, she didn’t need money that badly anymore.


    When she’d firstnded in this world, the uncertainty had made her anxious. And money had given her a sense of security…


    But now, her mindset,had be a lot calmer. She had plenty of savings, and even if she left the Ginger family someday-


    Even just relying on her medical/skills, she could still live a good life…


    That being said-


    Jean nced down at her phone screen. Winston still hadn’t replied.


    <b>14:09 </b><b>Mon</b><b>, </b><b>26 </b><b>May </b>MT


    Chapter 362 The Dark Past That Must Never Be Revealed


    She had sent him so many messages–it’d take a while to read, let alone type out a response. It <b>made </b><b>sense </b>he hadn’t answered yet.


    ?


    So she kept her eyes glued to the screen, afraid she’d miss his message.


    Half a minuteter, Winston finally replied.


    Winston: “Why didn’t you juste to me directly? All those roundabout ways<i>–</i>wasn’t that more trouble?”


    Jean skimmed the message. There wasn’t any trace of anger in the tone…


    Thank god.


    <i>It </i>seemed Winston’s rage meter <i>wasn’t </i><i>too </i><i>high</i><i>. </i>


    She quickly started typing back.


    Jean: “Do you not remember how you were at school back then? You were basically a raging beast! I was too scared to even approach you. You even snapped at me when I tried calling! I had no choice but to take the long way around…”


    Jean: “Look, I know I was wrong to lie. But it was just that one time, okay? Can we let it go? I promise I’ll never lie to you again.”


    She followed up with an adorable puppy sticker.


    Not long after-


    Winston: “You were actually pretty good at the game.”


    Jean’s eyes widened, confusion flickering in her expression.


    Winston didn’t press the issue. Instead, he abruptly switched topics with a totally randomment-


    Why the suddenpliment on her gaming skills?


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