Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children Chapter 1230

There was one simple line on the screen.

[George, Harold, help me ask how Everett is doing.]

The word “Everett” promptly ticked the Winters brothers- off.

Ninian was like this because she was dragged into the Everett family’s affairs this time. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

By following the family doctor’s advice that Ninian must not be traumatized anymore, everyone in the Winters family hoped that she would not contact Everett again.

The Craig family was still searching for Rowan’s whereabouts, which proved that Rowan’s influence was. far greater than they had initially thought.

He could stay in hiding for many years and cause such a mess when he revealed himself. He could even completely disappear again.

He was not an easy target.

George would never let his sister get involved in the Craig family’s conflict again!

Moreover, there was a problem with Everett’s own emotions. George had seen how he acted when he lost control over himself. It was almost equivalent to a beast that had lost its mind and was being controlled by a murderous and vicious aura!

How could he be willing to put his sister in the hands of such a person?

George could not wait to have Ninian stay far away from Everett and cut off all contact with him for the rest of her. life.

Seeing that her brothers‘ expressions had turned dark, Ninian’s face turned pale, and her own expression seemed a little frightened.

“He… How is he?” Her voice was very hoarse, and there was a rattling sound in her throat, as though she was trying her best to shout.

George and Harold both changed their expressions and immediately said, “He’s fine, absolutely fine! Don’t get so worked up!”

“Grapie, look at me!” George held her hand and spoke as he leveled her with his gaze, “What you need to do now is to stabilize your emotions. You lost your ability to speak due to PTSD. At this point, it’s still mild, and you can recover from it. But if you get too emotional, it’ll be difficult to regain your speech!”

“George!” cried Harold involuntarily. “How could you tell her this?”

George ignored him and stared into Ninian’s eyes. “I know you’re strong, and you can bear it. Now, I need you to calm your emotions and take good care of your body. Don’t let us all worry, got it?”

Ninian’s tears fell. She pursed her lips and nodded, aggrieved.

“You’re wonderful and brave, Grapie,” George coaxed softly. “To reward our little Grapie, I’ve decided to go over to the Craig family and help you ask for any news, including updates about Rowan. I’ll help in what manner I can. With the Craig and Winters families working together, Rowan can’t escape. Will you rest assured now?”

Ninian’s eyes were red. She gestured a “thank you” with her hands, as well as typed [Thank you, George.] on the phone.

After that, she added. [I’ll get better, don’t worry, and don’t blame yourself.]

George and Harold read this, and they looked at each other. They both saw the complex emotions in each other’s eyes.

Even at this moment, their sister was worried that they would feel guilty.

George stroked her head and said indulgently, “Silly girl. Take care of your body, then we’ll stop blaming ourselves. Otherwise, when Mom, Dad, Al, and Mel come home, Harold and I are going to be in a real pickle.”

When Ninian heard these words, a worried look appeared on her face, and she nodded soberly.

“It’s getting late, do you want to rest? Have you had your dinner? Is there anything you’d like to eat?”

Ninian shook her head and closed her eyes, indicating that she wished to rest.

George and Harold retreated from the room together.

After closing the door, George instructed Mr. Brown and the servants who were waiting outside. “Do not lock the door. Arrange for someone to come in every twenty minutes to check on her, and watch over her. If Grapie is feeling unwell, call us at any time.”

Colin nodded and said, “Don’t worry, Young Master George. I will personally arrange for people to guard Young Lady Ninian round the clock.” After speaking, he could not help but wipe his tears. “Young Master George, what has befallen Young Lady Ninian? How did she become like this?”