Ch. 4397: Married At First Sight Chapter 4397

Chapter 4397

The old doctor froze for a moment, then gently touched Titus’s head and asked kindly, “Why do you ask that? You’ve never seen your parents. You don’t even know what they look like. If they were alive, why wouldn’t they come looking for you? How could you have ended up abandoned on the side of the road, only to be found by your mother?”

Titus was a smart boy—he knew how to think things through.

“Sonny’s parents got divorced, but he still sees his dad all the time. He lives with his mom. Even when she goes far away for work, she comes back to see him. But me? They never came to see me. They didn’t look for me. So I thought… maybe they turned into stars in the sky, watching over me.”

The old doctor pulled him into a hug, let out a long sigh, and said, “Titus, you’re a lucky child. Your mother Jane and Uncle Ben love you like their own. The Johnson family treats you like part of their family too. Even though your parents are gone, you still have so many people who care about you. You’ll grow up surrounded by love.”

Titus snuggled into his master’s arms.

So it was true—his biological parents were gone.

For as long as he could remember, Jane had been his mother. With her love and the care of the Johnson family, he never felt sorry for himself. He hadn’t missed his biological parents, probably because he’d been so young—just a baby, maybe one or two years old—when it all happened.

But now that he was five, he understood more. He could tell he was different from his friends. He thought about things. He analyzed them. And he believed his real parents were no longer in this world.

He had no memory of them, but now that he knew the truth, a quiet sadness settled in. Still, he didn’t cry.

“Master,” Titus asked, “do you know how my parents died?”

The old doctor lied, gently. “You were chosen by your master and taken in as his disciple. That’s how I met you. I don’t know anything about your past. Not even your mother Jane knows. So how could I?”

Titus pressed on. “What about Uncle Alijah? Everyone says he’s really powerful. If he wants to find something out, he can figure out anything.”

The old doctor kept up the lie. “No one’s ever asked him to look into it. How would he know? We don’t even know where you came from. Jane found you in Meadspring, but you’re not from there. She asked around—turns out, you definitely weren’t born in Meadspring. But I believe your family was well-off, and it was fate that brought you here.”

He gently pulled Titus back and looked down at the bright little boy. In a warm voice, he said, “Titus, all you need to do is study hard. Learn medicine from your master. Practice martial arts with your brothers, sisters, aunts, and uncles. Whatever they teach you—learn it. When you grow up and become strong, you’ll be able to find out who you are and learn about your birth parents.”

Titus asked, still sounding like a child, “Master, when you became powerful, did you meet my parents? If I get strong too, will they come back? I really want to know what they looked like.”

No matter how kind Jane was or how much love she gave, she wasn’t his biological mother.

If he hadn’t been abandoned, he would want to know who his real parents were.

The old doctor said softly, “They’re watching over you. The stronger you become, the happier they’ll be. And the more at peace they’ll feel.”

Titus didn’t quite understand, but he didn’t ask more questions.

He felt like the topic had suddenly made everything quiet and heavy. His master wasn’t playful anymore—just very gentle, almost too gentle. It made him feel like something was off.

He figured it was this topic that changed his master’s usual cheerful tone. Maybe he felt bad for him. That’s why he was being so soft and kind now.

“Master,” Titus said with determination, “I’ll study hard and train every day. I’ll learn medicine from you and become someone who can heal people and save lives.”

The old doctor smiled. “That’s my boy. I’ll reward you with a chicken leg tonight. Let’s go catch a chicken. There are two legs—one for you, one for me.”

At the mention of food, Titus’s eyes lit up.