Chapter 347 – I’m Different From That Man
Standing beside John, Bertha gazed at him with eyes filled with sorrow and tenderness.
She had learned everything from their teacher and rushed to Houston as soon as she could.
Now, seeing the look on John's face, her heart clenched.
John had always been a ray of light—cheeky, mischievous, even a little outrageous—but never in a way that was annoying. In fact, it was that very energy that made him so charming.
He was never the type to dwell in despair.
Always flashing that roguish grin to his sisters, always ready to tease and flirt, he lit up every room he walked into.
But today, that light was gone.
Silent, unmoving, John seemed like a completely different person.
Bertha could feel his grief like a storm crashing through her chest.
Yet she said nothing.
Instead of trying to comfort him with empty words, she simply stayed.