"She met Justin Kingston when she was 11, and today she’s 33." Kristina Kingston said, "They spent every birthday and holiday together, you see them distant now because you and the child appeared, but they were once beautiful and happy." "Monica’s love for Justin runs deep into her bones, yet she never asks for anything in return. She strives to make progress only to help Justin share his burdens." Kristina Kingston concluded, "I believe she loves my son more than you do." "..." Mia Lane couldn’t help but envy the 22 years they’ve spent together. "Therefore, Monica Usher is more suitable to be Mrs. Kingston. She has spent 22 years proving herself and has already penetrated the Kingston Group, becoming an indispensable right-hand woman to Justin." Mia Lane had already decided to leave, and Kristina Kingston’s words only reinforced her choice. "You should go, and never come back." Kristina Kingston handed a plane ticket to her, along with a card, "Take this card. I don’t want to owe you anything; consider it medical expenses." The ticket showed a departure time of 3 PM the next day, with Ottawa as the destination. "I’ll take the ticket, but I don’t need the card." Mia Lane picked up the ticket, "These medicines will be mass-produced to benefit all humanity; I’m not concerned about this money." "Take it and don’t pretend to be noble!" Kristina Kingston stood up, looking down at her coldly, "I told you, I don’t want to owe you anything!" Mia Lane wasn’t intimidated by her demeanor. She took the card and stood up, "Fine, I won’t pretend." Kristina Kingston’s eyes revealed a trace of disdain! "Is there anything else you’d like to say? If not, I’ll be going." "Leave him, and never come into his sight again." Back in her bedroom, Mia Lane packed Justin’s teacup, the keychain he gave her, and the Jade Pendant that had accompanied her for 26 years into her bag. These were all her possessions, and the greatest wealth of her life. Throughout the entire afternoon, Mia Lane’s heart was heavy. Monica Usher had given Justin 22 years of companionship, how many days and nights was that? What a profound feeling it must be? Why wasn’t it Monica who got pulled into the room that night seven years ago? If it were, it would have been everyone’s blessing. At Kingston Group, Justin Kingston stood by the window talking on the phone with Ed. He said pleasantly, "I’m planning to bring my wife over to visit you, and also become a spokesperson for your daughter’s ring. Can you arrange it? We’ll be there soon." "That’s great, you’re always welcome!" Ed said, "My daughter keeps asking, feeling you just casually agreed and then forgot after returning to Riventhal." "No, I, Justin Kingston, never break a promise." At Clearwater Bay, in a priceless vintage villa. Mary opened the medicine box and placed it on the table, carefully applying the medicine on Kristina Kingston according to the sequencing, "Madam, once you finish using these medicines, you should be fully recovered." Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, Kristina Kingston bravely looked at herself in the mirror. She took off her mask, one side of her face was intact, while the other side was originally brown and had hideous wrinkles. But after several days of applying the medicine, the skin was miraculously being awakened little by little, the wrinkles were noticeably fewer, and the coloration was fading. She saw hope for recovery and started to regain her confidence. Amazed by Mia Lane’s medical skills, yet she never acknowledged her as a daughter-in-law. Kristina Kingston turned her eyes upon hearing the voice, seeing her son entering the door, she smiled, "You’re back?" This was the second time Justin saw her complete face recently, "The results are impressive, it’s about 70-80% recovered." He was delighted. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs NoveI~Fire.net "Huh..." She looked back at the mirror, perplexed and frowned, "Why is it starting to feel numb?" "Maybe the medicine is working better." Justin didn’t doubt it at all, "Perhaps after a night’s sleep, it will fully recover by tomorrow." Mary also smiled and said, "Yes, let’s borrow Mr. Kingston’s good words and hope for a miracle together!"