She smiled and explained, "I’ve been growing a wisdom tooth lately, so my face is swollen. It will get better in a few days. Please don’t cup my face, it will hurt a lot."
His gaze was as gentle as the wind, and he reached out a finger to tap her nose, "How old are you already and still growing wisdom teeth?" Then he gave her a gentle pat on the head, "Alright, I won’t cup your face, but do you want to go to the hospital for some pain relief? Or do you have other methods yourself?"
"No need." She shook her head, meeting his eyes with reassurance, "It’s all normal, it’ll get better in a few days, you don’t need to worry too much."
"Alright then." Justin Kingston took out a keychain from his pocket, with a cartoon girl hanging on it, "Does this look like you?"
She observed it carefully and deliberately said, "How does it look like me? It’s so ugly!" But she still snatched it from his hand, "Is it for me? Thank you!"
"Then take a look at this, is it handsome?" With that, he brought out another one, "This one’s me, I made both of these by hand."
She scrutinized it, took the cartoon boy from his palm, and returned the cartoon girl to him, "I’ll take this one, and when I miss you in the future, I’ll take it out to look at."
"Silly girl, if you miss me, just give me a call, seeing me in person relieves longing better." Justin joked.
Both of them had knowing smiles on their faces.
"Since you’ve accepted my gift, can you answer my question now?" Justin put away the keychain, held her shoulders with both hands, his eyes full of deep affection, "Have you made up your mind? Mrs. Kingston."
"I love you." Mia Lane answered sincerely without thinking, meeting his gaze, "I don’t even know when it started, from that moment on I wanted you to be happy, I wanted to heal the wounds on your back, and your stomach problems, and I also hope to heal your mother, I hope..."
Justin could no longer restrain himself, his large hand cupped the back of her head, and his thin lips pressed onto her soft little mouth, stopping all her unfinished words.
Mia’s chest heaved rapidly, as her hands nervously clutched his shirt at his waist.
A wave of warmth slowly flowed through Justin’s blood, a feeling he had never experienced in his 38 years.
Mia shyly dared not meet his eyes, Justin gently pinched her ear, looking at her deeply from up close, "I and Monica Usher were photographed by a bored reporter at the castle estate..."
"Wait." She softly interrupted, gently asking, "Are you explaining?"
There was a slight distraction in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, "Did you see the news?"
"I don’t need an explanation." Mia hugged him tightly, deeply burying her cheek in his warm embrace, "I trust you."
For no reason, Justin felt as if his chest had been hit, and he held her tightly.
"Actually, I have a gift for you too." She quickly turned and walked towards the table.
In a moment, Justin saw her holding a small medicine bottle up to him, with a handwritten label on it.
"This is for treating stomach problems, I can’t 100% guarantee it will work, but it’s worth a try." Her voice was as pleasant as a silver bell, and her smile was warm and comforting.
Justin reached out to take it, "How should I thank you? Tell me, what gift do you want?"
"I want you to be good to Gigi and Dolly for a lifetime, even if you have other children in the future." She blurted out lightly.
Justin didn’t notice anything unusual, he smiled and asked, "So, does that mean, madam, you’re planning on having a third child?" Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⦿fire.net
"Hurry up and promise me." She asked like a child.
"Alright, I promise you." The man’s deep eyes were filled with seriousness, "No matter how many more children we have in the future, I will never neglect the love for Gigi and Dolly, I swear, having owed them seven years, I will only love them more!"
Hearing this, Mia finally felt relieved, she stood in front of him, softly smiling, that smile was somewhat coquettish, but also a bit melancholic.