Chapter 374 Aren’t You the Same?
Reading that far, Jean couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
Her eyes welled with helplessness–and a tinge of sorrow.
Winston… <i>to </i><i>go </i><i>through </i>all that <i>at </i><i>such </i><i>a </i><i>young </i><i>age</i><i>…. </i>
But in some ways, it wasn’t all that surprising.
Back then, the Ginger family really was a mess.
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The parents had shown little care for their child. They didn’t even notice he’d been kidnapped. And they’d
actually missed the ransom call–one had ignored it, the other’s phone was turned off….
That was exactly the kind of thing Matheo and Sienna would’ve done at the time.
Thankfully, Sienna had turned a new leaf.
But the damage was already done–deep psychological scars that would never fully fade.
Jean couldn’t stop herself from typing a message to Dalton.
Jean: “That’s such a sad story. It really feels hopeless.”
Dalton: “Yeah. It’s those kinds of experiences that change people. Make them colder, sharper. That’s what happened to your brother.”
Jean: “Our parentspletely failed in their responsibility. They neglected him so badly.”
Dalton: “Aren’t you the same?”
Jean blinked in confusion.
Jean: “?”
Jean: “What do you mean?”
Dalton: “I mean, you also grew up in that kind of environment. You probably have some painful memories
too…”
Dalton: “Sorry. If I hit a nerve, I didn’t mean to.”
Jean: “Haha, it’s fine. Honestly, it doesn’t hurt that much.”
The one who truly suffered… was the original host.
Before Jean transmigrated into this world, the host had gone through a lot–and ended up with a twisted personality.
Jean hadn’t lived through any of that, so she couldn’t rte.
But at the very least, ever since she arrived, the Ginger family had started to change.
Unfortunately, the host never got the chance <i>to </i>see it.
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Chapter 374 Aren’t You the Same?
Dalton: “Still, I get the feeling you weren’t too affected. You seem cheerful. Optimistic.”
Dalton: “That’s a good thing.”
Jean: “Actually, I’m not that optimistic. I’ve got plenty of worries too.”
Like the real daughter who was about toe back and shake everything up…
Her future was just as uncertain.
Dalton: “But at least your personality isn’t warped.”
Jean: “Haha, thanks for thepliment.”
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Honestly, growing up in the old Ginger family and managing not toe out twisted was an achievement
in itself.
But that was only because she was a transmigrator–untouched by all that trauma.
If she’d been raised in the family’s former state, she might have ended up depressed too.
Jean: “Okay, no more side talk. Go on, I still haven’t heard the end of your story.“.
So Dalton continued.
After being beaten ck and blue, unable to reach either parent, Winston fell into despair.
But he didn’t give up.
He still wanted to survive–and at that moment, he realized something clearly:
If he wanted to live, he’d have to rely on himself.
His parents werepletely out of the picture. He had no one. If he wanted to make it out, he’d have to do it alone.
He stopped resisting and struggling. Instead, he became quiet. Docile.
And because of that, the kidnapper stopped beating him.
Winston may have looked still on the outside, but his mind never stopped working.
He watched. He thought. And finally, he spotted a shard of broken ss not far away.
He waited until the kidnapper stepped out to use the bathroom, then scrambled to grab the ss, clutching it tightly in his hand.
His wrists and ankles were tied with coarse rope.
To escape, he’d have to cut through it–with that shard of ss.
But he had to do it silently, carefully. If the kidnapper noticed-
The consequences could be even more brutal.