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.

saved so many people,

up alone. She was thin and skinny, and she kept asking me to take care

myself.

passed away, I ate a lot of dishes, but none of them tasted like this.”

not that the dishes in those restaurants were not authentic, but that they tasted different from what he remembered.

made by Cierra today was different from the taste

this was the most similar

smiled bitterly. “I truly never imagined that the dish that Cierra cooked today would

reminded him of his

remembered his

that he was a big shot

that didn’t exist.

humble, and he was

really died like this,

made Cierra move.

that Dr. Charles said that her dishes were not authentic. She didn’t expect this

to live well. People have to look forward, don’t we? You didn’t save your mother, but you can’t blame

they?”

corner of his mouth, shook his head

answer.

there was

who had died could no longer be reborn, and those who

from his usual lively self, which made

for him.

it has nothing to do with you, doesn’t it? Even if you are a doctor, you can’t treat all patients. We

“Take it easy.”

what

“Yes, don’t think too much about it. If you

and he

sadness in his eyes, they would have thought

that was

persuade me. Just like you said, we’re