Chapter 342

Stella smiled gently. "Keep eating this for a while longer and your cold hands and feet will get much better. Once that's sorted out, I'll help you with your stomach issues too. But you're still very young-your digestion isn't fully developed yet, so it's best to cut back on sweets, cold drinks, and fried foods, okay?"

Marvin nodded obediently. "Stella, then what do you think I should order?"

Stella opened the menu, pointing out a few dishes for him. "These are all good for kids. See if there's anything here you'd like."

Keen sat beside Stella, silent. Ever since they arrived, she hadn't said a single word to him, not even a glance, while she kept chatting away with Marvin.

A wave of panic crept over Keen, a feeling of being left out.

her, talking non-stop and sharing every silly thing that had happened that

kids at preschool had parents who'd at least finished college. His mom hadn't even graduated high school. Grandma once said she probably couldn't even read properly. How could

feeling embarrassed by her. At preschool, he never dared talk about her with the other kids or

those who were stronger or better off. Before he turned five, his mom was his whole world. But after five, nothing about her could make him

believing in something better. He never thought it was his fault. But seeing his mom so close and warm with another child

this one, this one, and this one..." Marvin's cheerful voice snapped Keen

and saw Marvin beaming at Stella. "I remember you like

in her chest. "Oh, you just pick what you like. You don't have

what I like, and you eat all those plain meals just for me. If I can help it, I don't want you to keep missing out on the things you enjoy. When we eat together, I want you to have your favorites too. You're good to me, Stella, so I want to be good to

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