The next morning, Emmett emerged from the guest room. He was stunned when he saw Jean busying herself in the kitchen.He was very sure that he had left her apartment last night."Jean."Upon hearing Emmett calling her name, Jean turned around to see him standing in the living room, half-naked.It was only a quick glance before she averted her gaze. Then, she stated, albeit awkwardly, "I washed your clothes for you last night. They're in the dryer right now. I suppose they should be done by now. You should wear them."Emmett could tell that his presence made Jean quite uncomfortable. He went to the dryer and collected his clothes before putting them on.The fresh laundry had a nice scent to it, just like the scent that usually wafted from Jean's clothes.Emmett's mood improved drastically after making that discovery.Once he was done changing, he turned to see Jean serving breakfast on the dining table. Everything seemed so natural and perfect.If they hadn't broken up back the
Emmett shot a sideways glance at Jean. He noticed how unaffected she looked, as though she had truly let go of the past.That discovery made his heart sink in disappointment.If Jean truly didn't care about her past, did that mean she no longer cared about him as well?Emmett furrowed his brows, clearly reluctant to accept the truth."Jean …"Emmett continued to gaze at her, hoping to say something else. But Jean parked the car at the roadside instead."We're here."Surprised, Emmett raised his head to see that they had arrived at the studio.Jean opened the door and got out. She waited for him outside the car. Clearly, she didn't wish to talk about the past with him.His lips now pressed into a thin line, Emmett got out of the car as well and followed Jean to the studio. When Cassie heard that Jean had hired a newbie to replace her, she was blinded by rage and reluctance. That was why she decided to cause trouble for the production crew.She and Tristan never had bad blood
Emmett stood next to Jean quietly the whole time, watching her deal with the latest crisis effortlessly.It was then he realized that Jean had truly changed.The new Jean was strong and capable, not to mention eye-catching.Tristan noticed that Emmett and Jean came to the studio together. He did his best to suppress the discomfort he was feeling as he walked over to greet Emmett."We meet again, Mr. Sotheby."Emmett inclined his head slightly in response. He glanced at the cast and crew, who were getting ready for the shoot."Is it alright if I stick around and watch as well?" he asked politely.Tristan nodded. "Of course."Emmett started gaining popularity as a director in the entertainment industry five years ago.If he could give some pointers to Tristan in terms of cinematography, everyone would definitely benefit from his help.Tristan led Emmett to the directing zone. Jean followed them from behind.During the shoot, Jean's and Emmett's eyes were glued on the monitor.
Tyler gazed at Jean, his sharp eyes now filled with anger.Jean lowered her head, still conflicted about her decision.It was true that she felt an inexplicable sense of affection toward Dorian, not to mention they had a nice relationship with each other.Still, the fact that Dorian was Joyce's son could never be changed.When Emmett noticed Tyler glaring daggers at Jean, he reached out to grab her hand before shielding her protectively."Mr. Larson, Jean and I have already gotten back together as a couple. I hope you won't look for an excuse to disturb her anymore from here on out."Jean had mixed feelings as she looked at Emmett. She wanted to deny what he said, but the sight of Tyler's angered expression made her fall silent once again.After all, she and Tyler weren't supposed to be involved with each other anymore.Jean initially thought that Tyler would leave right away. But she didn't expect him to look past Emmett and right into her eyes."Jean, let me ask you one more
When Tyler saw Jean, he scooted to the side so that Jean could sit on the bed.Naturally, she took a seat there.Dorian looked at Jean hesitantly. A few seconds later, he seemed to have recognized Jean. Disappointment soon set in on his face."You're Aunt Jean."Jean nodded gently in response. She could feel Dorian burning up, so she scooped him into her arms and sat him on her lap."Is it alright if I check your temperature for you?" she murmured in a gentle voice. It was a tactic to comfort Dorian.The little boy was already quite weak by then, so he could only sit on Jean's lap quietly. As he felt her warmth seeping into his body, he managed a weak nod."Okay."Tyler passed the thermometer to Jean. After she took Dorian's temperature, she couldn't help but frown.It showed 102.38 Fahrenheit degrees.Dorian's body temperature was clearly too high. He would never recover if he didn't go to the hospital for treatment.Jean's expression turned serious as she flashed a glare a
Dorian had always been a sensible and obedient child. So, Tyler was never worried about him.The child bit his bottom lip forcefully, a conflicted look now present on his face.Jean had always been a patient woman. She continued with a smile, "Why don't you take the meds first? If your condition doesn't improve by tomorrow, I'll take you to the hospital. How about that?"Dorian nodded. His voice was rather weak when he spoke."If you take me to the hospital, will you stay by my side the whole time?"Jean nodded seriously. "Of course."Dorian pursed his lips for a moment before asking, "If I take the meds, will you stay here with me too?"The sight of the little boy looking so wary and cautious made Jean's eyes redden slightly."Of course."After hearing Jean's determined answer, Dorian took the spoon from Albert and drank the medicine in one go.Once he was done, he added in an unsure tone, "Aunt Jean, you can't lie to me, okay? Otherwise, I won't like you anymore."Jean was
Jean placed Dorian on the bed. The sleeping child kept gripping the front of her shirt. It seemed like he was afraid that Jean might leave his side secretly.A helpless look surfaced once Jean noticed his antics. Still, a small smile wormed its way to her lips. After that, she lay on the spot next to Dorian.Since Dorian was the cousin of Jean's child, she couldn't help but feel inexplicably close to him.As she stared at Dorian's face, which was strikingly similar to Tyler's, her eyes gradually darkened.Even her own child looked similar to Tyler.If Jean's child were still alive in this world, she wouldn't have let him suffer from such insecurity.She finally closed her eyes after some time.Jean dreamed of her child growing up safe and sound. He happened to be seated next to her in the dream.But no matter how hard she tried, she could never see her child's features."Aunt Jean … Aunt Jean …"Jean's eyes flew open when she heard a voice calling out to her. It appeared that
Even though Dorian wasn't Jean's son, she didn't have the heart to leave his side whenever she recalled how obedient and understanding he was.Meanwhile, Dorian bound down the stairs in search of Albert. He was unable to locate the butler; instead, he found his father reading a book in the living room.Hence, he ran over to Tyler's side happily."Daddy, Aunt Jean is awake. But I don't have any toiletries meant for her in my room. Can you help me grab some toiletries for her?"Tyler put down his book upon hearing Dorian's request. The little boy looked so bright and cheerful, which meant he was definitely recovering well.He reached out to feel Dorian's forehead. The child responded by smacking his hand away."My illness is gone thanks to Aunt Jean! Daddy, hurry up and fetch some toiletries for me, okay? Aunt Jean's still waiting for me!"Tyler could only gaze at his son in exasperation. "You won't fall sick as long as Jean stays with you, right?""Yup!" Dorian nodded seriously.