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.

much food at home, but she would save whatever little she had for him. She wanted

her and prevented her from sleeping, but she remained silent to avoid

yet she would drag herself to intervene whenever

in bed all day, staring at the

the husband closest to her, she found

only reason

life without hesitation

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

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child was the

years.

woman

she looked at him for a long time and then said, “You’ve grown so

Had she realised?

His breath was unsteady as he clutched his broken ribs.

of two little boys. Those

him, “Are

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

gone

the harshness of life at

whom he had never met, killed him on a cold street after work, despite everything he

the cold wind, numbly walking home,

struggled at the bottom

had never received any warmth, and there was none in his

in a cold

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