Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 285

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…”

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.

Perhaps it was because

my mother who raised me up alone. She was thin and skinny, and she kept asking me to

ate a lot of dishes, but

in those restaurants were not authentic, but that they tasted different from what

today was

the most similar

truly never imagined that the dish that Cierra cooked today would stir up so many memories of my youth.

reminded him of his

his mother’s

made him think that he was a big shot and immersed himself in the

almost forgot to be humble,

he really died like

words also made Cierra

said that her dishes were not authentic. She didn’t expect this dish to

him, “Dr. Charles, it’s all in the past. We have to live well. People have to look forward, don’t we? You didn’t save

of his mouth, shook his

passed away, and there was

died could no longer be reborn, and those who

different from his usual lively self, which

and said, “Old man, Cierra is right. No matter how sad you are, it has nothing to do with you, doesn’t it? Even if

“Take it easy.”

repeating what Freddy had

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

Charles laughed and

it weren’t for the sadness in his eyes, they would have thought that he

that was not

try to persuade me. Just like you said, we’re both old now. I don’t know when I’ll die. We have to let it

up his forks again. It was obvious that he was

“Come on, let’s eat.”