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Loving Mom 228

Chapter 228

Ten years ago, Uriah’s wife died in a tragic accident.

Since then, he had moved out of the Malcolm household, retreating into the solitude of his run-down clinic. His temper had grown increasingly eccentric, the edges of his personality sharpened by time and grief.

The clinic sat in a forgotten corner of the city, surrounded by crumbling old buildings. Hardly anyone came seeking treatment. And those few who did often left in a huff, driven away by his prickly disposition.

For an entire year, not a single patient crossed his threshold. But he didn’t care. Treating people had never been the point of coming here. He was simply keeping watch over the place that still held the memories of her.

Still, a gift like his could never truly be buried. Not even in a place like this.

Word of his legendary skills began to spread again, quiet and insistent like water slipping through stone.

Then he met Sharon.

He had lived a long life, met all kinds of people, and seen through countless masks. But never had he come across someone like her-so determined, so quietly resilient.

Of course. Without that steel inside her, how else could she have tolerated a husband like that for so long?

She often came to the clinic when she had free time. Always brought him handmade snacks.

But Uriah wasn’t the kind who accepted gifts with a smile out of politeness. If something didn’t taste good, he’d tell her flat-out: not even a dog could eat this.

“What

her everything he liked

made a small notebook just for him, neatly listing all

she started getting it right-baking things

cold and she knitted gloves for Theo, she made an extra pair for

the grandfather she never had. Sharp-tongued,

was genuinely

he returned to his family, he’d planned to give her

to show up before

gift walking in on its own-why not take

them a lesson, he thought, he wasn’t

of the clinic, then lowered her voice. “Mr. Malcolm… is

“Of course not. Look how lively she is. Does

Sharon didn’t look surprised.

quieter tone, she asked, “Then why didn’t you expose her?

That woman just needs to squeeze out a few tears, and they’re done for. No matter what I say, they

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never made life easy for

first met him, she’d suffered more than a little