The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 320

The old injuries didn't just ache when it rained; any heavy exertion left her in agonizing pain.

Winona gestured for Elara to sit on the worn sofa, then crouched down to examine her legs.

There were two large, darkened patches of scar tissue around her knees and ankles.

Winona gently pressed around the edges of the scars, observing the tissue tension, and then asked Elara to slowly flex and extend her joints.

Noticing where the stiffness caught, Winona looked up at Forrest. "I can definitely help manage the pain and restore some mobility, but it's going to require a long-term treatment plan."

Relief washed over Forrest's face, his eyes shining with profound gratitude. "Thank you so much. Whatever the cost is, just name it."

Winona smiled warmly. "Don't worry about it. You'll be getting the friends-and-family discount."

Listening from the sidelines, Simone's brain immediately caught onto one phrase: Long-term treatment plan.

That meant she had the perfect excuse to tag along with Winona constantly. More sessions meant more time with Forrest.

"I can totally be your assistant!" Simone volunteered enthusiastically.

Winona, knowing exactly what was going through her friend's head, just offered a knowing smile and said nothing.

After moving Elara to the bed in her room, Winona sanitized her hands, unrolled her needle kit, and began the acupuncture session.

An hour later, she carefully removed the final needle.

Forrest looked at his mother and signed, How does it feel?

Elara beamed, signing back fluidly, The pain is gone.

The heavy tension that usually rested on Forrest's shoulders instantly vanished. He turned to Winona. "Thank you. Truly. Please, stay for dinner. I'll cook."

Simone didn't even hesitate. "We'd love to!"

Winona had no choice but to agree.

Forrest poured them some fresh tea before heading out to grab groceries.

By 5:00 PM, he was back in the kitchen, prepping the meal.

A brief silence settled over the table.

"I don't," Forrest said quietly. "My mom found me abandoned by a river."

Winona froze, her fork hovering in the air. "Have you ever thought about looking for your biological parents?"

Forrest shook his head. "When she found me, I was covered in bruises and severely malnourished. The doctors said I had barely been fed since the day I was born. I spent the first six years of my life constantly in and out of hospitals. She spent every single penny she ever made to keep me alive. She never gave up on me."

His voice remained incredibly steady. "I figure... whoever brought me into this world must have hated me to abuse me like that and throw me away. So, I have zero interest in finding them. As far as I'm concerned, the woman in the next room is my only mother."

Simone's eyes welled with tears, a tight knot forming in her throat.

She had no idea his past was so tragically heartbreaking.

But as Winona listened, a sudden, chilling thought crossed her mind. She recalled a brief conversation she had with Wynne not too long ago.

Could Forrest actually be Wynne's child?