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.

was because someone was

good doctor. I saved so many people, but I couldn’t save my mother who raised me up alone. She was

a lot of dishes, but none of them

not authentic, but that they tasted different from

made by Cierra today was different from

the most

never imagined that the dish that Cierra cooked today would stir up so

him

his

was a big shot and immersed

humble, and he was full of

he really died like this, he

also made Cierra

was just not convinced that Dr. Charles said that her dishes were not authentic. She didn’t expect

comforted 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

his mouth, shook his head

had passed away, and there was no point in

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

different from his usual lively self, which made Freddy feel sorry

man, Cierra is right. No matter how sad you are, it has nothing to do with you, doesn’t it? Even if you are a doctor, you can’t treat all patients. We are already old.

“Take it easy.”

repeating what Freddy had

don’t think too much about it. If you keep thinking about it,

Charles laughed and he gradually became

eyes, they would have thought

was

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

It was obvious that

“Come on, let’s eat.”