Losing to My Substitute (Katerina and Joshu)

Chapter 6

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"Let's not talk about Miss Winni's affairs."

"It's not my concern, but I want to remind you, Miss Jean, that the class divisions in this world are quite evident.

Even if someone gets lucky, they will always be a sparrow and can never become a phoenix.""

But then she shifted her tone: "Sister, why didn't you tell me you were coming to this gala?"

Jean knew that, barring any surprises, Berton was nearby; otherwise, Winni wouldn't have changed her demeanor.

She remained silent, watching Winni act.

Seeing that Jean wouldn't engage, Winni stepped forward and flung herself onto Jean, her wide skirt knocking over a nearby table, sending dishes crashing to the ground.

Both women fell to the floor, with Winni's white dress stained with wine, while Jean's dark dress didn't show the marks as clearly.

However, the glass shards beneath her knees were painfully real. Winni only had a minor scrape on

her arm.

From a distance, Berton rushed over, losing his usual composure. "What's going on here? Why is such dangerous stuff in a dimly lit area?"

He quickly knelt beside Winni, asking with concern, "Does it hurt?"

Winni's eyes glistened with tears, making her look even more pitiful as she clutched Berton's shirt.

reprimanded staff. "I'm fine," she said, defending the

Everyone who witnessed the scene couldn't help but praise Winni for her kindness.

Only Jean forced a painful smile.

When Berton turned around and noticed Jean also on the ground, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Indeed, this auction seemed to have been organized by Berton to please Winni, making Jean's presence inappropriate. Losing to My Substitute

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Before Jean could respond, Winni groaned in pain,

Berton quickly turned back, cradling Winni in his arms, then glanced at Jean, who was covered in

blood.

He instructed the staff member who had just been scolded, "Take that lady to the hospital."

Without looking back, he disappeared from sight, leaving Winni leaning on his shoulder, wearing a triumphant smile.

Watching Berton make a decisive choice only strengthened Jean's resolve. His concern for Winni was genuine, while her own pain was dismissed." Love comes with weight and distinction, and Jean was the one who was treated lightly.

At that moment, a coat fell over Jean's shoulders.

Compared to Berton, it was better than nothing-a stranger, Duke Austin, offered her his coat, intending to take her to the hospital.

Duke drove fast, reassuring Jean, "Just hang in there; we'll be there soon."

In the corner, Jean trembled, trying to avoid getting blood on the car.

Noticing her discomfort, he joked, "Miss Jean, you don't seem fit to be out today."

"What do you mean?"

"I saw you by the exhibition hall; you looked pale. I figured you were in for some misfortune!"

Duke's teasing made Jean laugh, and she expressed her gratitude.

Even after arriving at the hospital, Jean insisted on going in alone, and Duke reluctantly complied. Standing at the hospital entrance, the cold wind made Jean shiver.

She had always resisted hospitals, having witnessed her parents' tragic accident, blood everywhere.

A small child kneeling on the ground, praying for safety, only to be left with cold corpses.

From that moment on, no matter how sick she became, she wouldn't step foot in a hospital again.

The last time she mustered the courage to go was for Berton, not wanting her hearing loss to bring him shame. Chapter 6

Now, she faced her fears and stepped into the hospital, one cautious step at a time.