Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 339

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Please Come Back, My Love

Chapter 339

Sophia’s POV

I straightened, suddenly aware of how disheveled I must look–tear–stained face, wrinkled clothes, hair falling out of its ponytail. Not that it mattered.

“Is something wrong?” I asked flatly.

“Not at all.” He glanced at my mother, but his gaze quickly returned to me. I’ve reviewed your mother’s test results, and I think we have a good treatment

plan. But I wanted to discuss follow–up care.”

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“Okay. I crossed my arms.

“Given the severity of her asthma, I’d recommend weekly check–ins for the next month,” he continued, his eyes still on me rather than my mother. “We’ll

need to monitor her lung function and adjust medications as needed.”

“Weekly?” My mother’s voice was faint. “I don’t know if I can-*

“It’s important,” Dr. Shaw said gently. “Asthma can escalate quickly if it’s not properly managed.”

I thought of the house in the country. The guards. Getting my mother here once had been hard enough. Doing it every week? Impossible.

“Is there any other option?” I asked. “Maybe… home visits?”

Dr. Shaw’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and something lit up in his expression. “Home visits?”

“I know it’s not standard,” I said quickly. “But my mother has trouble traveling. And if there’s any way someone could come to her instead…”

He was quiet for a moment, his green eyes studying my face with an intensity that might have made me uncomfortable if I’d had the energy to care.

Then he smiled–small, but warm.

“Actually, I do make house calls,” he said, and there was something almost eager in his voice now. “Not for everyone, mind you. But for patients who genuinely need it…” He pulled his phone from his coat pocket. “It’s easier if you contact me directly. That way we can coordinate schedules withous going through the hospital bureaucracy.”

“Really?” I asked, because it was the polite thing to say.

“Really.” He opened WhatsApp and held out his phone. “Here. Add me. I’m usually free on Wednesdays and Saturdays. He paused. ‘Or any day, really. I can

make time work.”

I took his phone without much thought, entering my number on autopilot.

When I handed it back, his hand brushed mine but I felt nothing.

A second later, my phone buzzed with his contact information.

Dr. Benjamin Shaw.

“There,” he said softly. Now you can reach me whenever you need to. I’ll make sure your mother gets the care she needs, Ms. Cruz. You have my word.”

Chapter 339

“Thank you,” I said automatically. “That’s very kind of your

“It’s my job,” he said gently.

My mother thanked him as well. “Thank you, Dr. Shaw.”

The Uber ride back felt endless. My mother sat beside me, her breathing still labored despite the treatment. I kept one hand on her arm, counting each

breath like I used to when I was small.

“Sophia.” My mother’s voice cut through my thoughts.

I turned to look at her. Even in the dim light, I could see how pale she was.

“That woman at the hospital,” she said slowly. “Claire. She said you were pregnant.”

My stomach dropped.

“Mom-*

“Is it true?”

The lie I’d prepared died on my tongue. I was so tired of lying to her.

“I had some stomach issues,” I said finally. “That’s all.”

She studied me for a long moment.

“You’re lying,” she said quietly.

“Mom, please-”

“Don’t.” Her hand found mine, squeezing with surprising strength. “Don’t lie to me anymore, Sophia. I don’t have much time left. Don’t make me spend it wondering if you’re in trouble.”

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