Chapter 825 Cherish Your Mother


    Upon hearing Josie’s voice, udia slowly opened her eyes.


    She couldn’t help but wonder if it was some sort of illusion, as when Josie and Heather stood side by


    side, they looked so alike that she almost mistook one for the other. However, upon closer examination,


    significant differences in their appearances became apparent.


    Josie nodded in greeting, and udia responded with a slight curve of her lips. They were once old


    acquaintances who had once shared their lives but now felt like strangers, separated by invisible


    barriers.


    “Now that it’s delivered, you should go now,” Josie said, turning to adjust Morgan’s tie. The gesture


    seemed natural as if they shared a deep connection.


    Morgan withdrew his gaze and, in one swift motion, took her hand. “Are you just going to let me leave


    like this?”


    Josie shot him a silent nce, managing to squeeze out a smile. “You’re on your own in Rivodia. Take


    good care of yourself and don’t make me worry.”


    These words didn’t quite sound like something she would say. A yful and satisfied smile curled up at


    the corners of Morgan’s mouth. “That’s quite simple.”


    -Nevertheless, he still didn’t release her hand.


    Josie pulled her hand away with a bit of force. “Don’t let me catch you involved in any scandals with


    other women, or I might just have toe back.”


    Morgan’s grasp missed its mark, but his smile remained, thoroughly enjoying himself. “Rivodia


    wees. you anytime.”


    After he finished speaking, he gave Josie a hug, his voice resonating in her ear. “I wish this y could


    go on forever.”


    Josie subtly pushed him away, smiling as she said, “Have a safe journey. I’ll message you when I get


    there.”


    Morgan reluctantly stepped back, and the expression on his face was unmistakably that of a man in


    love.


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    After he left, Josie moved to sit next to Heather. Thetter asked, “Is it moving this fast? Wasn’t he still


    pursuing you just yesterday?”


    Josie expressed her confusion. “I never said I was with him, did 1?”


    Seeing Heather’s curious expression, she smiled and said, “Who can predict the future? If a man is


    willing to give, let him give. After all, there’s no loss.”


    Heather’s smile was somewhat forced, likely because it was challenging to speak freely around


    udia.


    “Ms Hadey Josie suddenly called out.


    Startled, Heather looked up, her attention fully on Joste now.


    udia nced over her expression questioning


    Josir’s breathing slowed as she closely examined the older woman’s face “Has the worship ceremony


    in Rivodia concluded I was wondering when I could n my next visit perhaps our schedules might


    align next quarter.”


    udia’s expression rxed somewhat when she heard this. “It’s already over. There’s no need for us


    to do it together. You don’t believe in religion, so there’s no need to force it.”


    Her words implied a certain understanding between her and Josie as if they had known each other for


    a long time.


    Heather’s posture stiffened, and she momentarily forgot to blink.


    “Life at home has been filled with difficulties recently, so it’s natural to turn to faith and seek sce in


    the words of God and the heavens,” Josie remarked as she moved behind udia, cing her hands


    on her shoulders. “I believe you might have gone through something simr many years ago.”


    The mention of the past caused Heather to furrow her brow, and she couldn’t resist interjecting. “Those


    days are behind us; I’ve already returned.”


    “Indeed,” Josie replied calmly. udia’s once-dark hair had turned predominantly white. As she noticed


    this transformation, Josie’s mood took a somber turn. “Yet, it can’t erase the pain of those years gone


    by. Look, Ms. Hadey’s hair has turned white.”


    She mentioned this while plucking one of her white hairs and holding it up for Heather to see.


    At her action, udia furrowed her brows slightly. “It’s normal to have white hair as you age.”


    Josie smirked, lowering her hand to her side. “I’m just reminding Ms. Olsen not to forget her past and to


    cherish her mother.”


    “Of course, I know that,” Heather said, her hands tightly sped in front of her, revealing her


    nervousness. She couldn’t quite grasp Josie’s intentions anymore.