Chapter 485 A Good Start
Jean didn’t understand, but she didn’t want to go against the man in front of her.
After all, who knew what he might do next–what if he snapped? What if he was some kind <b>of </b><b>psycho</b>.?
Until he fully opened up to her, she figured it was best to make a fewpromises.
What Jean didn’t know at the time was-
Every one of those thoughts in her head had been heard loud and clear by the man sitting across from her.
Hector didn’t show much of a reaction.
His eyes remained lowered, his body perfectly still.
So <i>that’s </i>how <i>she </i>sees me–like <i>some </i><i>ticking </i><i>time </i><i>bomb </i><i>of </i><i>a </i><i>lunatic</i><i>. </i>
A cold, sharp glint flickered in his eyes. Hisshes trembled faintly.
But he didn’t mind.
He was already on the verge of breaking down from sleep deprivation.
It felt like something invisible gnawed at his soul in the dark, wearing away <i>at </i>him night after night. The pain, the agitation–it had soaked into every nerve ending.
He just wanted a good night’s sleep.
And the only one who could give him that-
Hector lifted his eyes, gaze slowly sweeping across Jean’s face.
Only Jean could grant him even a fleeting moment of rest.
Even just a taste of peace–he craved it with everything he had.
That was why he had insisted that Jean be the one to treat him.
It had nothing to do with whether she was actually qualified.
He didn’t care if she understood psychology.
He just wanted <i>to </i>sleep next to her presence.
“Alright then.” Jean shook her head and let out a silent sigh.
She sat down across from him, her bright, clear eyes quietly studying the man before her.
Her lips curved slightly, and she tried to keep her voice soft. “Go ahead and sleep. I’ll <b>be </b><b>here </b><b>watching </b><b>you</b>.
Her voice was like a melody full of life, wrapped in the shimmer of candy ss and the <b>gentleness </b><b>of </b>moonlight.
Hector felt his frayed nerves calm almost instantly.
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Chapter 485 A Good Start
He finally closed his eyes.
Even he didn’t realize–his brows, usually furrowed in tension, had slowly rxed.
Still leaning on his hand, propped against the table, he drifted off to sleep right in front of her.
Jean hadn’t expected him to fall asleep <i>that </i>fast.
She had barely finished speaking when he shut his eyespletely. His breathing, though soft, had <b>already </b>settled into a slow and steady rhythm.
<i>He </i>actually fell asleep<i>?! </i>
Just like that? No winding down?
So fast…
Even though she was full of internalints, Jean didn’t show anything on her face.
She kept her position, sitting there quietly.
Her gaze fellzily on Hector’s face, tracing his sharp and handsome features.
At this moment, there wasn’t really anything else to do <i>but </i>look at him.
Hector had told her to sit opposite him and <i>watch </i>him sleep-
So even now that he was asleep, she was supposed to keep looking…
What’s <i>the </i><i>logic </i><i>behind </i><i>that</i>?
Was this supposed to help him sleep better?
Jean couldn’t figure it out. But seeing him sleep so soundly–so peacefully–did make her <i>f </i>good thing.
She still remembered-
ike this was a
When they first met, the dark circles under Hector’s eyes were obvious. His cold eyes were bloodshot and. tired.
There was no doubt he’d been suffering from serious sleep problems for a long time.
So even if she wasn’t doing anything else right now, even if Hector hadn’t opened up to her at all and just slept in front of her-
Jean still believed this was a <i>good </i>start.
<i>You </i><i>sleep </i><i>well </i><i>first</i>.
<i>Once </i><i>you </i>rest, <i>you’ll </i><i>feel </i><i>better</i>–<i>and </i><i>then </i><i>we </i><i>can </i>get <i>to </i><i>real </i>healing.
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