During her most vulnerable moments, I wasn’t there for her, and Justin Kingston felt deeply remorseful. "She had to undergo a D&C procedure at the hospital and couldn’t even have time to grieve for herself when she heard the news of your car accident." Anton Miller didn’t know what came over him, but suddenly he felt compelled to reveal everything to him. He hoped Justin Kingston would change his mind and stop the wedding. He also wanted him to accept the condemnation of his conscience. So, he continued, "Outside the emergency room, your mother slapped her, she didn’t even have shoes on, having just undergone surgery and still weak, but for you, she knelt in front of me to beg me for a blood transfusion for you." Justin Kingston’s brows furrowed deeply, the growing sense of guilt in his heart was spreading endlessly. "Thank you." His eyes were moist, his voice hoarse. "Don’t thank me, you should thank her." Anton Miller frowned slightly, "After she left with me, she didn’t speak for months, occasionally searching on her phone for news about you, but there was no report about the accident." "She desperately wanted to know if you were alive, but didn’t dare to ask me, fearing I would be angry." Justin Kingston’s heart ached like needles, how much agony must she have endured during that time? "You wouldn’t understand her feelings." Anton Miller said, "Perhaps, you even hold some resentment towards her, for leaving you when you were yet to be out of danger." Justin Kingston had once hated her. He regretted it deeply. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⁂fire.net When he saw the complete surveillance footage, all that remained in his heart was sadness and longing. "She considered suicide several times, her emotions were particularly unstable." Anton Miller told him, "I had Ms. Tancred accompany her at all times, for Gigi and Dolly, she eventually stood firm." Justin Kingston’s heart throbbed violently, the pain swept over him like a tide. "If you cannot provide her with 100% protection." Anton Miller turned away, "Then please stay away from her." Justin Kingston also turned away, the two brothers faced each other. "If..." He withdrew his gaze, downing a gulp of wine, forcing back the reluctance in his heart, "If you can accomplish it, I will let go and give her back to you." Saying the word ’let go,’ Anton Miller’s heart was silently bleeding. "I like her, I admit I’m serious." Anton Miller had never liked a girl so much in his lifetime, seeing her would lift the corners of his lips uncontrollably. That feeling was especially precious to him, perhaps never to be felt again in a lifetime. Justin Kingston had no memory of Anton Miller, only Finn Morgan had told him that he was his half-brother. The Kingston family’s past was absurd; he had no memory of it, yet it was a factual existence. Justin Kingston very much wanted to know how he had previously perceived such events. In the study, putting down the book intending to look in on Justin Kingston, Mia Lane found the room empty. Her chest tightened, she quickly made her way to the stairs, hadn’t taken a step yet, she saw the two figures sitting on the stairs. Upon hearing footsteps, Justin Kingston and Anton Miller also turned around. Mia Lane let out a sigh of relief, "..." He hadn’t left. Justin Kingston got up and walked towards her, taking her wrist and leading her into the room. The door locked behind them. Mia Lane stared at him with bright eyes that held little authority, "How are you feeling? Has the fever gone down? Did you guys fight?" Justin Kingston wrapped her waist, unhesitatingly kissed her lips. Mia Lane instinctively struggled, forcibly pushing him away, "Let go... What are you doing?!" Seeing her resist, angry, he felt a pang of heartache. Chased after the bag without caring about her body, lost the child, had a D&C procedure, suffered a slap, even knelt in front of Anton Miller... How desperate must she have felt that day? Just by watching her, remembering Anton Miller’s words, tears slipped down Justin Kingston’s cheeks, deeply touching her heart. What happened to him? Mia Lane’s body stiffened. Justin Kingston bent slightly, pressing his face against hers, holding her tight. His voice quivered with grief and timidity, "I’m sorry, Mia, it was all my fault for not protecting you well, please forgive me, can we start over?"