Chapter 391 Good News at Last
Jean texted: “Anyway, let’s just enjoy gaming together from now on! No more <b>voice </b>disguises<b>, </b><b>haha</b><b>” </b>
Dalton replied: “True. I can finally stop straining my voice <b>to </b>sound different.”
Jean pressed her lips together in a small smile; she couldn’t hold back her thoughts.
Jean texted: “I don’t know why, but talking to you feels really fun<b>… </b>and reallyfortable.”
She genuinely meant that. Talking with someone as emotionally steady <b>as </b>Dalton was an incredibly <b>pleasant </b>experience.
Whether it was his heartfelt words about the past just moments ago, or their current <b>lighthearted </b><b>chat</b><b>… </b>
<i>Winston</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>stubborn </i><i>mule</i>. <i>You’ve </i><b><i>got </i></b><i>such </i><i>a </i><i>level</i><i>–</i><i>headed </i><i>friend </i><i>and </i><i>still </i>won’t <i>warm </i><i>up </i><i>to </i><b><i>him</i></b>…
Jean pouted and couldn’t help but grumble inwardly.
Dalton texted: “Same here. I didn’t expect to be able to talk this much with you. Considering our <b>age </b>difference, there should’ve been a generational gap–but I didn’t feel that at all. At least when we talk<b>, </b><b>we’re </b>totally in sync.”
Jean couldn’t help curling her lips into a smile and letting out a softugh.
If he knew her real age, he’d be stunned; the gap between them wasn’t just one generation—it was practically a canyon.
Jean texted: “Hehe, I just really like chatting. I can find something to talk about with people of any age.”
She could strike up a conversation with anyone, from grannies in their nies to little kids just learning to walk.
But that was all in the past now…
After ending her chat with Dalton, Jean finally feltpletely at <b>ease</b>.
Over the next few days, she stayed home; whenever she had time, she trained with Winston and Dalton.
Although Winston no longer gave Dalton a hard time, the two still barely interacted during games.
They hardly spoke; it was like they were just random teammates in a queue. Still, things had improved.
Better that than never speaking again.
Meanwhile, Jean finally received a piece of great news-
Thanks to her ongoing treatment, Kelly had mostly recovered.
She could now walk on her own and had regained some ability to take care of herself.
It was an enormous breakthrough.
Edgar stared at his mother in disbelief, years of hoping had finally paid off. The teenage boy couldn’t <b>stop </b>the tears welling in his eyes.
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Chapter 391 Good News at Last
He took a <b>deep </b>breath<b>, </b>trying to keep himself from breaking down.
“Thank you… and thank you for everything,” Edgar said, turning toward <b>Jean</b><b>; </b>his <b>voice </b>trembled <b>with </b>emotion. “<b>It’s </b>all thanks to you…<b>” </b>
Jean gave his shoulder aforting pat, a smile ying at the corner of her lips<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>I </b>promised <b>I’d </b><b>help </b><b>get </b>your mom better; that was the deal we made back then…”
“Now that it’s done, I can finally breathe easy,” she added with a trace of relief on her <b>face</b>.
Most of Kelly’s treatment wasplete; all that was left was for Edgar to help her with rehab.
That also meant Jean’s “mission” was finished.
As she walked out of Edgar’s neighborhood, Jean feltpletely unburdened; light and <b>refreshed</b>.
She reached the curb outside and nced around.
She didn’t feel like going back to the Ginger mansion just yet.
Before heading home, she wanted to visit someone…
With that thought, she quickly gged down a cab.
The driver soon took her to her destination-
The hospital where Samuel was.
Samuel had yed a big part in Kelly’s sessful recovery.
Jean wanted to share the good news with him in person.
Send <b>Gifts </b>
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