Chapter 419 A Little Calcted
Sienna’s eyes trembled violently. Her entire body froze, and she instinctively held her breath, <b>afraid </b>shed misheard him.
Jean felt a quiet wave of relief at Samuel’s response. The corners of her mouth lifted, a soft smile <b>spreading </b>across her lips.
Make peace…
What a precious thing, those two little words.
Dominic and Winston were both briefly stunned.
For a moment, no one said anything. They simply stood there, watching Samuel in silence.
It took them a while to fully process what his words meant-
Samuel was finally willing to let go of the past. He was ready to reconcile with them.
Emotion flickered in Dominic’s eyes, and a surge of emotion followed.
“I’m really d you feel that way,” he said, breaking the silence atst. A rare warmth appeared in his expression. “Samuel.”
Just that–his name, softly spoken.
Something in Sienna broke.
Tears spilled from her eyes.
She didn’t even try to wipe them away. Instead, she bit her lip and instinctively reached out, holding Samuel’s hand in hers. “Samuel, I’m happy too.”
Her voice trembled, shaky and choked with emotion. Even her fingers were trembling. “You said it yourself -you want to make peace—”
“So from now on, let’s treat each other well…”
Her breathing grew rough and shallow. She seemed overwhelmed.
Jean quickly wrapped an arm around Sienna’s shoulders, patting her lightly. “Mom, are you okay?”
She couldn’t help butugh a little. “Don’t get so emotional you pass out…”
Samuel looked over with concern.
With Jean’sfort, Sienna’s emotions finally steadied a bit.
She let out a breathlessugh, embarrassed. “Unbelievable… I’m not asposed as you kids. I really just got too emotional…”
Now that things had finally beenid out clearly, and her goal had been achieved, Jean spoke up. “Samuel just woke up. He hasn’t fully regained his strength. He should rest.”
“We should go.”
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Chapter 419 A Little Calcted
Sienna nodded in agreement. The boy definitely needed time to recover.
They didn’t linger. After quietly saying goodbye to Samuel, they left the ICU without another word.
Truthfully, that moment when Samuel woke up–he had been so fragile…
Jean shouldn’t have questioned him so much, shouldn’t have drained his energy like that.
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But she had pushed anyway, had asked him if he remembered what happened in the ER, if he remembered what they said to him.
Because she knew–that was the perfect moment.
If he didn’t remember, they’d have to start from scratch…
But if he did–that meant-
In that vulnerable moment, when his mind and body were both weak, he was the most likely to speak his
truth.
She needed an answer. She needed a promise-
<i>Was </i><i>he </i><i>truly </i><i>willing </i><i>to </i><ie </i><i>back </i><i>to </i><i>the </i><i>Ginger </i><i>family</i><i>? </i>
She couldn’t bear to see Sienna cry anymore. She knew how much her mother wanted all her children to let go of the past.
And for now, it seemed she’d made the right call.
So after getting the words out of him, she had decisively shooed everyone out of the ICU. Samuel needed real rest now.
That was what Jean was thinking <i>to </i>herself.
What she didn’t realize was–Sienna, Dominic, and Winston had all heard that little scheme running in her head loud and clear.