Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2297


    Never Late, Never Away Chapter 2297


    “No, it’s okay. I think Janelle’s cooking is delicious. Let’s go! Don’t keep them waiting.” As Joan said


    that, she strode away.


    “Eat more, Joan. You’ve lost weight recently. You must tell me if the food isn’t to your liking, okay?”


    Janelle said out of the blue.


    “Not at all, Janelle. I love your cooking. It’s delicious!” Joan replied immediately.


    Beside her, Caiden alternated his gaze between Joan and Janelle without saying anything.


    Ugh! Why is this woman always making life difficult for herself?


    “Here, this is for you, Caiden. You’ve just recovered, so you’ve got to eat something nutritious.” Janelle


    then took a drumstick for him.


    At that, the two children stared at the drumstick in Caiden’s bowl. Smacking their petite lips, their eyes


    shone with longing.


    “Mommy, why don’t we get the drumstick?” one of the children suddenly blurted.


    “Uh, well… We still have drumsticks at home, so I’ll cook them for you tomorrow, okay?” Janelle


    murmured in embarrassment as she mollified them at once.


    “Here, have this.” While saying that, Caiden gave the only drumstick on the dining table to the youngest


    child.


    “Thank you, Mr. Owens!”


    The days flew past. Caiden was very happy in the vige but Joan was rather downcast.


    “What’s wrong? Are you not happy?” Caiden asked in a low voice, tugging at the hem of her sleeve.


    “Huh? Oh, I’m fine. Maybe I’m just a touch tired, so don’t worry,” Joan promptly answered.


    Actually, she was rather disappointed that Larry hadn’t contacted her at all after such a long time. But in


    truth, Larry phoned her multiple times. It was just that Caiden had secretly deleted her call history.


    “Your cell phone is ringing.” Picking up Caiden’s cell phone, she handed it to him before leaving.


    As Caiden nced at the name shing on the screen, his gaze abruptly dimmed.


    “What is it?” he asked without a hint of emotion in his voice.


    “Why are you still abroad at this time, Caiden? Hurry up ande back! Your mother is sick and she


    has been admitted to the hospital!” Jaden shrieked anxiously.


    Hearing that, Caiden felt as though he had been suddenly struck by a bolt of lightning. His mind went


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    nk. How could she have allowed herself to fall sick?


    But in the next moment, his expression reverted to his calm facade earlier as he tried his best to


    suppress the feelings within him.


    “Well, she’s not dead, is she?” he drawled coldly.


    “What? Caiden Owens, is that something you should say? She’s your biological mother! I didn’t object


    to you going abroad to travel with Joan Watts, but now that your mother is hospitalized, you muste


    back!”


    This was the first time that Jaden lost his temper with Caiden. It was also the first time that Caiden


    heard that his mother had been admitted to the hospital.


    That so-called mother of mine has always been a strong woman. Every time I saw her, she always


    seemed invincible. So why has she copsed now? He pounded his fists against his head, looking


    exceedingly tormented.


    “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” Joan inquired as she slowly walked over.


    “No, everything’s fine,” Caiden replied without even lifting his head.


    Considering his forlorn back and anguished expression, something must have happened, but he just


    doesn’t want to face it. Oh well, I’ll just leave him to it. Maybe the pain within him will dissipate as time


    goes by. Besides, I can’t even heal the wounds riddling me, so what right do I have to advise him?


    Joan then turned around and headed to the balcony.


    At that very moment, tears shimmered in Caiden’s eyes, yet he refused to relent.


    No, she was the one who abandoned me first, so why should I go and visit her? Why should I listen to


    her? What has she ever done for me throughout the years?


    Meanwhile, the weather was gradually turning colder in Chanaea. Piles of dead leaves by the roadside


    made a pitiful sight. As autumn gradually approached, even the sunlight wasn’t as dazzling as before.


    “What are you thinking about, Mr. Norton?” Jessica questioned loudly as she mischievously popped up


    in front of him.