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Chapter 349
My mom’s face changed for a second, but she quickly became serious again. “I’m just worried you’ll get
in trouble again. So, no matter what, don’t get emotionally tangled up with Neil again, okay?”
“Mom, you think I went to see Neil today, don’t you?” I countered.
My mom stayed silent.
I rubbed my forehead. “I’ve already told you that Neil is helping me investigate Ethan Foster. Do you
think we don’t need to meet? Or communicate?”
“You can communicate over the phone,” my mom said in an unreasonable tone.
My mom used to be very understanding, but then she was being stubborn about Neil.
It seemed like she would have had cut ties with me right away if she found out I was with Neil.
“Mom, I’m tired. I’m going to rest.” I didn’t want to explain anymore, so I just headed upstairs. Luckily,
my mom didn’t make things difficult for me; otherwise, I would have really lost it.
What was breaking me wasn’t just the pressure from my mom, but also the turmoil inside me. I was
scared of my mom’s probing because I knew I couldn’t make a decision.
If I really had no feelings for Neil, I should be calm and composed.
That night, I couldn’t sleep peacefully. I got up early and went to work without having breakfast because
I didn’t want to sit face-to-face with my mom. I was scared she’d ask me again.
I had breakfast alone outside. Stella called me quite early, sounding very excited. “Rena, I managed to
book another consultation with Dr. Snow. Are you coming with me today? You can ask her to prescribe
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou something to help you put on some weight.”
“When?” Every time Snow was mentioned, I felt weird and kept thinking of her scrutinizing gaze.
“In the afternoon. I didn’t expect her to take patients so soon again. I was mad that Bonnie snatched
the last slot, but I have to bear with it for my second child.” Stella sounded like a mom who loved
showing off her kid, not just brag, but also want to have another one to enjoy the joy of parenting.
I agreed without thinking too much. “Alright, just let me know the exact time and place. We can meet
there.”
-“Great!”-
In the afternoon, I went to the address Stella gave me. Dr. Snow didn’t seem to have a fixed workplace.
Sometimes it was a guest house, sometimes a hotel, but they were all high-end.
That time, no one snatched the consultation slot, so Stella and I got to see Dr. Snow smoothly. She
was all covered up, wearing a mask and even sunglasses.
It was quite cold in the room, and I shivered.
“You don’t seem to be in good health.” Snow’s attention was on me, and she suddenly suggested, “Do
you want me to check you too?”
Stella answered for me, “Of course, she’s always feeling weak, and she’s so thin. No matter how much
she eats, she doesn’t gain weight. Do you have any way to help her?”
Snow smiled under her mask. It was a strange smile. We couldn’t see her expression because of her
mask and glasses, but we could tell she was smiling.
“Of course, but the medicine might taste bitter. Can you handle that?”
“As long as it helps me conceive my second child, I’m willing to try anything!” Stella answered
confidently.
I didn’t say anything. For some reason, I had a bad feeling about that woman. I didn’t want to believe
her so easily.
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, Snow didn’t ask me anything else. Instead, she let Stella sit down and
started her check-up. I was sitting on the sofa, watching them and listening to their conversation.
Just then, I heard a boy’s voice from another room complaining in English that he had lost his game.
Upon hearing that, Snow turned her head and said to the door, “Hiram, you promised Mommy you’d
study Chinese after playing. Did you forget?”
The boy replied awkwardly, “I know, Mommy.”
I also looked at the door, but no one came out. I just heard the boy reading out loud in Chinese as he
studied. He sounded about six or seven years old. So, he was still very young.
“Let’s continue.” The boy’s obedience seemed to put Snow in a good mood, and her voice became
gentler. “Lie down and lift your little. need to check your lower abdomen.”
shirt a
Stella lay down as instructed and cooperated with the check-up.
I quietly watched Snow’s every move. She was about 1.6 meters tall, skinny, and had loose, shiny hair.
From the skin and hands she exposed, I could tell that her skin tone was bright.
I was sure I didn’t know that person, but I couldn’t help looking at her more.
After a while, their conversation ended. Snow didn’t say much; she just started writing prescriptions.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat method seemed very primitive and simple. Stella curiously leaned over to look but was stopped by
Snow.
Snow smiled and said, “I’ll have someone prepare the medicine for you. You just need to cook it and
take it three times a day. About half a month should do it.”
It seemed to be a secret prescription, and Stella happily nodded:
After writing Stella’s prescription, Snow suddenly looked at me again. “You don’t look well. Don’t you
want to try? I don’t mean anything else. I just need money because I just got back to the country, and
my consultation fee and medicine are expensive. Do you want to try?”
I frowned, then relaxed. “Alright, let’s give it a shot.”
Snow immediately came over and sat next to me. I noticed a tattoo on her hand, a capital letter H.
I was focusing on the letter, and Snow seemed to notice my attention. She calmly replied, “This H is the
initial of my son’s name,
Hiram.”
“Right, you’re a great mom.” I realized my rudeness. Even though I had doubts about her, I didn’t have
any solid evidence. There was no need to scrutinize every detail about her.
There was a hint of laughter in Snow’s voice. “Yes, my son is my everything. I raised him with my own
hands. He’s the result of all my efforts.”
“What about his father?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“Me and his old man have had our share of beef, so we’ve never really been together,” Snow said with
a hint of regret. “Now the kid wants to meet his dad, so I hopped on a plane back, hoping they could
meet up. If I can give him a full family, I’ll make some compromises.”
Stella and I exchanged looks, not expecting that kind of backstory for Dr. Snow.
I wondered who the father of her kid could have been.