Losing to My Substitute (Katerina and Joshu)
Chapter 73

Chapter 73

Feeling despondent, Jean decided to return to her room to continue practicing her language skills. The raucous laughter behind her made her turn around.

In the crowd, she saw Winni in a similarly revealing swimsuit, while Berton wrapped a towel tightly around her, scolding her for being delicate and not fearing a cold. Winni took the opportunity to snuggle into his embrace.

Indeed, if you truly love someone, you wouldn't allow their beauty to be exposed to the public; instead, you would want to keep them hidden away.

Jean returned to her room and messaged the agency, inquiring about her visa application. This city held no attachment for her anymore.

However, moving to Y Country required a significant amount of money.

Although Berton had treated her well over the years, she still wanted to save some cash.

Moreover, she had heard that graduating as an international student in Y Country was quite challenging. Thus, Jean turned her attention to Berton's jewelry.

She wasn't so principled as to want nothing at all, nor would she take anything that didn't belong to her.

Initially, she had chosen to suspend her studies for Berton, and now it was time to earn her diploma and further her education.

Joy's voice snapped her back to reality.

"Jean, where's the ginger tea you made?"

That commanding tone was typical of Joy. Jean froze; she hadn't brewed ginger tea in several days.

Berton never informed her when he would return to the villa, so Jean had taken to preparing it daily, hoping he would enjoy it every time he came back.

Not just ginger tea; she learned to make anything beneficial for Berton. The thick herbal recipe book was proof of her efforts. Even if Berton only ate a few dishes, she was content. Since her last surgery, she hadn't prepared anything.

Do you want some?"

Winni just went into the water and is a bit cold. Hurry and make some ginger tea; otherwise, if she catches a cold, my Berton will be worried!"

Before Joy finished speaking, Winni, sitting on the sofa, coughed twice.

"Oh, I'll have Alma make it."

Joy frowned at this: "It has to be your own cooking. If you're not making it for Berton, then you won't

do it at all.

Winni is the apple of Berton's eye. If she's uncomfortable, he'll naturally be unhappy. Didn't Grandpa assign you to take care of Berton?"

Taking care of Berton, yes, but not as their servant. Now, there were no more reservations.

Winni spoke up at that moment: "I heard from Berton that your cooking is quite good. I wonder if I have the honor of tasting it?" Jean lowered her head, her expression obedient, and directly refused: "No."

To treat her like a maid was to assert dominance as the mistress.

Winni switched her tone: "I was wrong to think I could drink the tea made by my little sister. I didn't realize it was only for Berton." Berton, who had been on the stairs, found it strange that Jean, usually so obedient, was acting differently today.

He came down and said, "It's not a big deal, Jean. Just go make it."

Winni quickly intervened: "Berton, let it go. It seems Jean doesn't like me very much. We'll have another chance next time.

But I'm feeling a bit dizzy; may I rest here? My sister won't mind, will she?"

Listening to their banter, Jean felt her temper rising. If she was sick, she should go to the hospital; how could she expect to get better here?

But Jean didn't voice her thoughts; instead, she kindly said, "Then please rest well, Miss Winni. I'll make some space."

Pacing Jean's small temper, Berton had his assistant buy a pink diamond and order a bouquet of fresh flowers.