Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 285 But What Can I Do?

Dr. Charles knew that Freddy was just trying to make fun of him and ease the atmosphere, so he didn’t pretend to be angry or quarrel with him as usual.

He just smiled, and there was a look of relief on his face.

“When I was not transferred to New York, I lived in my hometown with my mother. At that time, although I didn’t have much money, my profession was decent. I lived with my mother in that era, and I still had extra money every month.

She was good at cooking, but I didn’t have time to eat when I was busy with work. She thought of a lot of ways to let me eat something. After she sent me to the hospital, she watched me finish eating.

The busiest time was during the holidays. There were many patients.

At that time, there were fewer doctors, and I was busy all night. Since I started working, I had never had dinner with my mother.

When my mother was sick, it was Christmas Day. I was still on duty in the hospital. My mother was worried that I would starve at night, so she sent me something to eat at 1 a.m. Then she suddenly fainted in the hospital, which scared me.”

Speaking of this, Dr. Charles raised the corner of his mouth and forced a smile.

If there was wine on the table at this time, Dr. Charles would have drunk it.

Unfortunately, there was nothing else in front of him except for food.

He looked at the dishes with red eyes. “I’ve saved a lot of people in my life, and I’m

respectfully called a good doctor. But I can’t even save my own mother…”

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Dr. Charles couldn’t control his emotions any longer. Tears streamed down his face.

They all kept silent.

It was so quiet that only Dr. Charles’s heavy so bs could be heard.

He wiped away his tears. Perhaps it was because someone was hearing today, he kept talking.

many people, but I

thin and skinny, and she kept asking me

myself.

of dishes, but none of

not authentic,

today was different from the taste

that this was the most

that the dish that Cierra cooked today would stir up so many memories of my youth. Thank you, thank

him

remembered his mother’s warning.

that he was a big shot and immersed himself in the

that didn’t exist.

humble, and he

like this, he would regret it.

words also made Cierra move.

were not authentic. She didn’t expect this dish to have such

all in the past. We have to live well. People have to

they?”

his mouth, shook his

answer.

away, and there

died could no longer be reborn, and those who were alive could only live with

completely different from his usual lively self,

for him.

to do with you, doesn’t it? Even if you are a doctor, you can’t treat all patients. We are

“Take it easy.”

muttered. repeating what

said, “Yes, don’t think too much

and he gradually

for the sadness in his eyes, they

that was not true.

Just like you said, we’re both