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.

how, in the past, whenever he saw Rachel Pearce, he would run up to her, talking non-stop and sharing every silly thing that had happened that day. But when

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 someone

her. At preschool, he never dared talk about her with the other

for kids to look up to 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 feel proud

gap his own mother left behind, allowing him to keep believing in something better. He never thought it was his fault. But seeing his mom so close and warm with another child filled him with a

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

and saw Marvin beaming at Stella.

quiet warmth in her chest. "Oh, you just pick what you like. You

way. You always cook what I like, and you eat all those plain meals just for me. If I can help it, I don't want you to

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