Justin Kingston lay on the bed after a shower, recalling the words Mary had told him, everything Mia had endured in Clearwater Bay, and his brow unconsciously furrowed. The next morning, the beautiful morning glow painted half the sky. After Justin finished his nutrient injection, he had just opened the door of the presidential suite... "Good morning, Mr. Kingston." Several suit-clad attendants awaited outside, greeting him respectfully. His thin lips parted lightly, "No need to follow, I’m going for a walk." Then he stepped towards the elevator. After leaving the hotel, Justin involuntarily went to the places he had walked with her... The happiness he felt that day was as intense as the loneliness he felt now. His tall figure appeared somewhat solitary and a bit desolate in the crowd; Aethelburg was a romantic city, usually frequented by couples. His phone stayed on 24 hours, but he had blocked calls from Monica Usher and Kristina Kingston; Justin sought a moment of tranquility, earnestly revisiting the beauty he once shared with her. He arrived at the western restaurant they had entered hand in hand, and although he didn’t want to eat, sitting at that spot brought him a lot of inner peace. It was as if she was still sitting across from him, carefully cutting steak, then feeding him a piece, "Try it? Maybe it tastes good?" The waiter found it odd because the ring’s promotional video was popular in Aethelburg, recognizing him at a glance. Yesterday, that girl came alone, and today he came alone? But they had been here together. Yet, the waiter didn’t ask much; after all, it was a personal matter, and providing tea and water service would suffice. Sitting there for about an hour, Justin only drank a glass of red wine, and the dishes on the table remained untouched. He went to the milk tea shop next door where she had been... staring longingly at the spot where she had queued. The 360-degree observation deck with panoramic views was also a must-visit... Standing at such heights facing the wind, Justin leaned on the railing and suddenly felt like he had nothing. Only when she was by his side did he feel as if he owned the whole world. Justin wandered around all day, visiting every place where she had been present. Justin stopped in front of that nostalgic photo studio, and his heart suddenly ached. Like all young couples in love, they had turned the photos they took into a photo album, and doing this at the age of 38 seemed somewhat improper, yet he didn’t feel that way. It was just this one place he hadn’t gone to... Justin didn’t hesitate, stepping toward the photo studio. His exquisite features left a lasting impression, plus his innate aura made it hard not to give him a second glance each time. Moreover, recently he had become popular as the spokesperson for Miss Alice’s debut work. Many young people interested in the jewelry industry remembered him, and the shopkeeper was one of them. Just as Justin stepped into the photo studio, the plump shopkeeper was overjoyed, "Mr. Kingston is here too?! Why didn’t you bring Mrs. Kingston along?" Justin’s expression was gentle; he wasn’t sure how to respond. "Mrs. Kingston looks prettier now! I saw her again yesterday," the shopkeeper beamed with joy, "She came alone as well, but didn’t come in to wash photos or..." "What are you saying?" Justin’s eyes flashed as if grasping hope, "Did you say she came?!" The shopkeeper was taken aback, had they... gotten separated? "Yes... yes! She came, yesterday evening." The shopkeeper then recounted to him what happened that day. Justin’s heart leaped with joy, quickly stepping outside to look up, there was surveillance! And its coverage was quite extensive! "Madam, could you please help me adjust the surveillance? I want to see which direction she left in!" Justin excitedly spoke fluent English candidly, "We recently had a falling out, and she’s mad at me." The shopkeeper, hearing him say this, hurriedly started up the computer, "Come here, I’ll show you everything!"