Chapter 682
“You haven’t even seen him and you’re already saying it’s not him. Why are you so heartless p>
After a brief argument, Mrs. Stapleton angrily hung up the phone. She saw Penelope enter and shot her a glare.
“Did you call Theodore and tell him the boy I found isn’t Norton? How can you be so vicious? I’ve found my son, and instead of being happy for us, you’re trying to stop our reunion! And Theodore… he actually believes you over me p>
Penelope took a deep breath. “I have photos of Norton on my phone. You can compare them p>
“I don’t need to see any photos. He is Norton!” Mrs. Stapleton said sharply.
Penelope opened her mouth, but realized that no matter what she said, Mrs. Stapleton wouldn’t believe her. So, she decided to drop the subject for now.
“It’s supposed to rain for the next two days. Let’s stay here and head back to Orenth when the weather clears p>
Mrs. Stapleton glanced out the window and saw that it was indeed still raining. Although she was anxious to take Norton home, she knew driving on mountain roads in the rain was dangerous.
“Fine,” Mrs. Stapleton said, reaching out to touch the homeless man’s empty sleeve, her face filled with pain. “When we get back, I’m going to find the best doctor to fit him with prosthetics p>
Around noon the next day, the convenience store owner arrived with a middle-aged couple. They looked like they had traveled from far away, dusty and weary. When they saw the homeless man being fed by Mrs. Stapleton, they rushed in, a mixture of shock and joy on their faces.
“Hardy p>
The woman burst into tears as soon as she spoke, moving to embrace the homeless man, but Mrs. Stapleton blocked her.
“Who are you?” she asked, frowning.
The woman was taken aback. “He… he’s our son, Hardy p>
Mrs. Stapleton’s frown deepened. “That’s ridiculous He’s my son, Norton p>
The middle-aged man was stunned by her words. He quickly bent down and studied the homeless man’s face for a few moments, then confirmed, “This is my son p>
“You’ve mistaken him for someone else p>
“You’re the one who’s mistaken!” the woman retorted, glaring at Mrs. Stapleton. She then called out to her son, “Hardy, look up at Mom. Mom is here p>
Perhaps finding the woman’s voice familiar, the homeless man, who had been focused on his food, slowly lifted his head. When he saw the
woman’s face his vacanteenet
finally showed a flicker of change. He moved his lips for a long time before finally managing sound.
“Ma… Mama p>
The woman broke down completely. “My dear, where have you been all these years? Mom has been looking for you everywhere. I’ve finally found you p>
She threw her arms around her son, and the middle-aged man, his eyes red, joined the embrace from behind.
The homeless man, after his initial daze, recognized them and let out a loud wail.
“Mama, Papa p>
Mrs. Stapleton grew frantic and tried to pull the couple away.
“He’s my son! Don’t you touch him p>
Penelope held Mrs. Stapleton back and tried to explain that it wasn’t the couple who was mistaken, but her. This man was not Norton.
“Why are you taking their side? What if they’re bad people trying to hurt Norton p>
“This really isn’t Norton p>
“Get away from me p>
Mrs. Stapleton shoved Penelope aside and moved forward again, first pulling the woman away, then pushing the man.
“What is wrong with you?” the man said, pushing Mrs. Stapleton’s hand away My son recognized us. Why do you insist he’s your son? to he is, then have him call you ‘Mom p>
“Can’t you see he’s mentally impaired? He doesn’t recognize anyone!” “My son may be impaired, but he can still recognize his own parents p>
The two sides started arguing. The couple wanted to take their son, but Mrs. Stapleton refused to let them Finally, feft with no other choice, the couple called the police.