"..." Monica Usher’s eyes widened in shock, montarily thinking she had misheard.
dication??
Pregnancy?
Marriage?
Downstairs, Mary unintentionally heard these words, and fear flashed in her eyes!
Her worldview was completely shattered.
Has the madam beco such a person too? What’s the point of doing this?
After a while, the madam’s cold voice drifted down again—
"I don’t want him to go crazy over a woman like this. Look at him now, what does he look like?" Kristina Kingston whispered with both disappointnt and heartache, "Does he have any semblance of a big CEO?"
Monica Usher leaned against the railing, focusing her mind.
"This kind of love will only exhaust him." Kristina Kingston’s tone was sorrowful, "Monica, I want you to love him well in the future, let him enjoy the feeling of being loved, so that he can focus on his work."
"But he doesn’t love ..." Monica Usher felt very sad and confused, "He’s asking to resign." As a woman, she also wished to be loved.
"Without my permission, who dares to make you resign?" Kristina Kingston focused her gaze on her, "Do you care? About whether he loves you, did you ever care?"
"..." The words struck a nerve.
She asked again, "As long as you can marry him, as long as you can beco Mrs. Kingston, even if he doesn’t love you, would you care?"
Monica Usher’s eyes were red and swollen, and she decisively shook her head, "I don’t care... I just love him, being able to be with him makes very happy."
"Then continue to love him well!" Kristina Kingston’s eyes were cold, "Leave the rest to ."
Cast aside, Monica Usher saw a glimr of hope. She beca strong and brave, and the aunt forgave her, standing on her side.
Monica Usher was so happy that she forgot the pain in her abdon, and a smile crept onto her lips, despite the tear stains on her face.
She felt like a madwoman, a lunatic misunderstood by the outside world, a lunatic who found joy in her own company.
Downstairs.
Mary staggered back two steps, her fingers gripping the edge of a table, trying to steady her nerves.
Is the madam out of her mind?
"Are you alright?" Kristina Kingston asked Monica Usher, "Did you bump into anything? Do you need to see a doctor?" It seed like she only noticed her clutching her abdon now.
Monica Usher shook her head repeatedly, a smile forming on her tear-streaked face, "I’m fine, I’m very good, thank you aunt for your concern."
"Then you should go back." Kristina Kingston scrutinized her, "I’m a bit tired, want to rest for a while."
"Okay."
Then Monica Usher watched her turn into the bedroom, and only after hearing the door close gently did she return to her thoughts.
Unsure what feelings she held, she grasped the railing, descending step by step. With each step, the pain in her abdon intensified.
Finally, after descending the last step, the pain caused sweat to bead on her forehead, her eyes slightly blurred.
Downstairs, Mary was wiping the table with a cloth, deliberately turning her back, not wanting to greet her, listening to the fading footsteps.
Mary glanced displeasedly out the floor-to-ceiling window, finding the two very strange, with thoughts in such perfect sync!
Mr. Kingston doesn’t love you at all, what do you want from marrying him?
Just as Monica Usher pulled the car away, her face turned slightly purple, the imnse pain in her abdon churning, as if trying to swallow her bit by bit.
One hand on the steering wheel, she shakily took out her phone and called Barbara Sutton, "Barbara, I... I need to go to the hospital, co with ."
"President Usher, what’s wrong?" sensing sothing amiss.
"Wait for at the hospital entrance." After speaking, she hung up the call imdiately.
Monica Usher’s expression grew increasingly pained, yet she persisted in driving to the hospital entrance.
A private jet took off from Erald Cove, heading straight to Aethelburg.
Justin Kingston didn’t bring any entourage, just arranged for his subordinates in Aethelburg to conduct a carpet search.
His mood was incredibly heavy, searching for soone in a big city was like finding a needle in a haystack.
He was very afraid of not being able to find her...
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