Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 401 She Love Him

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Joshua remained expressionless and said, “I don’t have a family. To me, they are just strangers with a biological connection.”

“And the mother you’ve cared for all this time? Was she just a stranger with a blood connection, too?” Isabelle’s words made Joshua, the impostor, recall the frail, pain–ridden face of the woman he had been pretending to care for.

Isabelle’s words made the impostor think of that gaunt face–the woman who was so thin that her cheekbones jutted out, tormented by illness.

That frail, sickly woman.

Even though life had tormented her, her gaze on him was always filled with tenderness, guilt, and hope.

She must have been beautiful when she was young.

Deborah was weak. She couldn’t protect her children or resist Gideon. But she wasn’t selfish; she had repeatedly urged him to leave the city to escape Gideon.

She had lost two sons but was willing to endure the pain of separation again.

Deborah hoped he could have a better life.

She didn’t plan to leave with him because Gideon wouldn’t stop hunting them until he found them.

Deborah wanted to stay in that wretched home, hoping one day her lost sons would return.

Talking was hard for her, making others irritated to listen to her.

When she spoke to him, it was always gentle and kind. She would become a fierce shrew, yelling at Gideon to protect him when he lashed out.

That woman would hold his hand, smile at him, ask about his health, and cry over the wounds on his face and hands.

food at home, but she would save whatever little she had for him. She wanted to feed him, even though it

night, pain tormented her and prevented her from sleeping, but she remained

her, yet she would drag herself to intervene whenever

day, staring at the mottled ceiling, waiting for him to come home.

her, she found all her hope

was her only

would give up her life without hesitation in order to avoid burdening

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was unaware that the son she had loved for more than ten years had

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was the

years.

she knew. That woman knew

she looked at him for a long time

Had she realised?

His breath was unsteady as he clutched his

drawing Jim had made of two little boys. Those weren’t Storm Shadow and Joshua, but him and

challenged him, “Are you

Jim’s clinic, all the suffering and hardships he had described were actually

gone

at just eighteen years old, had recently taken

killed him on a cold street after work, despite everything he

Joshua, perhaps on a cold winter night, wearing thin clothes, braving the cold wind, numbly walking home,

had struggled at the bottom of society for

never received any warmth, and there

in a cold corner of