This grand embrace of the century moved everyone present, and Mary was already biting her lip, crying uncontrollably.
Butler Shelby and Ma Zhou also turned away to secretly wipe their tears, their eyes red.
"Yay!"
Only Gigi and Dolly jumped up joyfully!
"So wonderful!!"
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not hug for too long; they couldn’t lose their composure in front of the children.
Mia Lane said excitedly with a smile, "Mom, I’ll cook tonight, and make so homade dishes for you. What would you like to eat? Please, don’t be polite."
Gigi chid in, "Mia makes such delicious food!"
"Anything is fine with ," Kristina Kingston said sincerely joyfully, "Just like those you made last ti at Clearwater Bay." That taste lingered in her mory for a long ti.
"Okay, I’ll go now." Mia Lane turned to Justin Kingston and said, "You keep Mom company and play chess, I’ll go cook." She also saw the tears in his eyes.
She gave him a warm, radiant smile.
Justin originally wanted to help her out, feeling sorry for her cooking alone, but in this scenario tonight, it was more fitting to accompany his mother playing chess, as it carried more weight.
"Okay." Justin watched her walk towards the kitchen, though it pained him, he couldn’t bear to let her be exposed to the smoke and heat of the kitchen.
Seeing his pain, the considerate Ma Zhou quickly said, "Mr. Kingston, I’ll help her. You accompany Madam to play chess."
"Alright." He nodded.
Kristina Kingston saw in her son’s eyes how much he loved this woman; it was a feeling that seeped into his bones, unwilling for her to do anything, soone he cherished profoundly.
Such love made Kristina Kingston full of envy.
After Ma Zhou left, Justin finally looked at his mother with ease, realizing her gaze had been on him the entire ti.
Their eyes t, and all past unpleasantness vanished like smoke in the air.
In the kitchen.
Mia Lane put on an apron, having planned the nu in her mind, and started taking out the ingredients one by one.
Ma Zhou, well in tune with her, didn’t need to ask precisely what she planned to cook, assisting with chopping, washing, and even preparing the scallions, ginger, and garlic.
While washing the vegetables, Ma Zhou’s eyes beca wet again; everyone was emotional.
Being able to have such a mont tonight indeed was rare and precious.
Mia also felt as if all of this were a dream, surreal, yet so beautiful.
No matter how arduous the experiences of recent days had been, every day ahead promised glorious light. She lightly raised her lips, her smile filled with warmth and comfort.
In the lavishly decorated living room, a crystal chandelier worth tens of millions shone brightly.
Justin accompanied his mother on the sofa playing chess, with Dolly by her daddy’s side, while Gigi lay across grandma’s lap.
Kristina Kingston placed a chess piece, asking with concern, "How is your wound healing?"
"It’s already healed," Justin observed the chessboard’s layout, his voice gentle, "Ian Shelby’s latest researched dication worked particularly well, and now it doesn’t hurt at all."
"I see." She was relieved, "He’s truly a dical genius."
After a while, Kristina Kingston asked in the sa tone, "And how about Anton Miller? How is his recovery going?"
Justin looked up at his mother, who also looked up, their gazes once again eting.
He saw in his mother’s eyes the most genuine concern, without any stray thoughts.
He withdrew his gaze slightly and answered her, "He’s almost recovered too; Ian Shelby has been accompanying him the entire ti."
"That’s good," Kristina Kingston continued placing a chess piece, her mood calm.
Justin knew his mother had completely let go; in a mont, she understood many things.
Indeed, this was the best way, releasing others while also freeing oneself.
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