"It’s getting late, you should go upstairs to rest." Mia Lane and Ms. Tancred helped him up. "I can walk myself." He was happy, swaying as he walked. They supported him from both sides, finally sending him back to his room. Ms. Tancred tucked him in and quietly closed the door as she left, "Miss Lane, you should rest early too." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NoveI(F)ire.net "Did he drive drunk before?" Mia asked outside the door. A trace of sadness flickered in Ms. Tancred’s eyes as she shook her head and replied, "No, Mr. Zhang is someone who values his life, he truly likes you." Mia lowered her eyes silently. Ms. Tancred added, "Mr. Zhang never lacked women around him before, but he never brought them home. For men, affection and desire are instinctual, but falling in love is something else entirely." "He bought this seaside villa for you, afraid the old house was too small and might belittle you." "..." Mia felt very sorry, some kindness might never be repayable. Unsure if he can think it through himself. Seeing her face full of apology, Ms. Tancred smiled gently, "Good night, Miss Lane." Hoping she would think carefully about it. Then Ms. Tancred went downstairs, and Mia returned to her room. She understood the meaning behind Ms. Tancred’s words. She took two bottles of red wine and sat on the sofa by the window, gazing at the night outside, reminiscing about the past with Justin Kingston... The scene of their first meeting flashed in her mind, the dazzling and extravagant charity gala, with his dashing and handsome face on the big poster. Seven years later, he seemed to come from the sky, appearing in the courtyard of Sunshine Village, still looking aloof and noble... Because of the child, she became entangled with him. Slowly opening up to each other, gradually entering each other’s inner world... Every day felt so meaningful. Justin values family deeply, yet his mother is so stubborn. Mia had no other choice, she could only use leaving as a bargain to persuade his mother to receive treatment. She guzzled down wine, feeling intense pain inside. The kind of anguish that no one understands... Unrequited love is one of life’s greatest sorrows. If it can’t last, why do people meet? The scorching liquid flowed down her throat into her stomach... Justin’s image resurfaced before her eyes, elegant and dazzling. Seeing him seven years later, standing in the sunlight, Mia knew she had used up all her heart’s first sight love... She felt heartbroken, also drinking wine as if it were water, gulping down one sip after another! "Justin...I love you..." Her hoarse crying voice strained to utter a few words, "I don’t want to leave either..." revealing a bitter smile, "I’m sorry... We...perhaps have no fate." "Justin, I miss you..." Unable to disguise the evident tear stains, her longing for him drowned in sobs. She cried clutching her head... these emotions have been pent up for a long time. The light in the study was still on. Justin sat at the custom Western-style desk, the gentle light illuminating his face, making his perfect contours even more distinct. After flipping through several pages of economics, he gradually lost focus. Putting down the book, Justin took out the photo album again, and the photos came into view one by one. They were pictures taken with Mia in Aethelburg. Each one so intimate, laughing so brightly, were they on vacation? After browsing through the album, Justin picked up the phone and dialed the downstairs living room, "Mrs. Zhou, could you please come up?" Every evening as the lights twinkle and the city glows brilliantly, how many hearts are troubled by love hidden behind the dazzling nightscape? "Good evening, Mr. Kingston." Mrs. Zhou walked in, standing firmly before the desk. Justin got up to move a chair for her, though Mrs. Zhou felt a bit uneasy inside, looking particularly tense, was this going to be a conversation? "You don’t need to be nervous, please sit." Justin sat down as well. Mrs. Zhou glanced at him and then sat down in the chair behind her, "..." "What kind of person is Mia?" Justin gave off a gentle vibe, trying his best to restrain his inherent aura.