They had long since severed ties, so he was genuinely taken aback by that question. “Stop pretending. I know you visit her whenever you're free. Tell me honestly, how is she?” After all, they were mother and son by blood. It was impossible for them to completely sever their relationship. Justin felt somewhat awkward. “After Dad woke up, he divorced her. She has no source of income, and given her unprincipled actions over the years, she's having a tough time. I send her some money every month. She still lives in the old house and is quite lonely.” For a moment, Josie remained silent. Justin hastily explained, “But her temperament has significantly improved. Perhaps it's due to her advancing age, or maybe she's just become more enlightened.” Josie still couldn't forgive her past actions. She spun the steering wheel. “Take me to see her.” The old residential building was perpetually filled with clamor and cramped quarters. Josie, stepping in with her high heels, looked glaringly out of place. The Josie now was a world away from the young schoolgirl she used to be. Two lives seemed to have brushed past each other at that moment. It was dinner time. When Justin walked in the door, carrying gifts, Jenny, who was eating a plate of pickles with pasta, looked up. She quickly put down the plate and exclaimed, “Justin! Why didn't you say anything before coming home?” “Mom... guess who's here?” Jenny was momentarily stunned. After that, she saw Josie stepping out from behind Justin. Her aged face instantly turned ashen, filled with embarrassment and surprise. “J-Josie? What are you doing here?” Josie surveyed the house, finding it much the same as before. Jenny, once so arrogantly domineering, now seemed subdued, barely able to raise her head. “I came to see you,” she said in a calm tone. Jenny was surprised. “You should have given me a heads up. Look at me, I haven't cooked anything, nor have I cleaned up. Have a seat. Justin, show the way.” “It's fine. I'm here to ask you something.”“What is it?” Jenny stopped moving the chair. “Do you remember when Paul was previously dismissed from Rivodia Hospital due to medical malpractice?” Jenny's expression changed. “That was the first year you came to our house, something I will never forget in my lifetime.” “Do you still recall what exactly that medical malpractice was?” Jenny seemed a bit weary as she sat down. She asked, “Justin mentioned that Paul has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. Is he doing okay?” “He's fine. There's someone specifically assigned to take care of him.” “That's good. After all, we've spent most of our lives together. There's still a bit of affection.” Josie turned her head to the side. “I know you think I'm a hypocrite. You look down on me from the bottom of your heart. But Paul, he's been honest and kind his whole life, yet indecisive. Without me to keep things in check, our family would have suffered even more. Those two years he was in a vegetative state cost all our savings. There was no sign of him waking up. If I hadn't been a bit ruthless, what would have become of Justin's future? I had to think of our child. Josie, don't be mad at me.” Josie remained silent. She was unwilling to recall the past hardships and struggles, and they weren't things that could be simply erased with a few words from Jenny. “Mom...” Justin couldn't help but speak up. “We were the ones who let Dad and Sis down all those years ago.” “I know. Now that she's come to find me, it's about time I atoned for my actions. You want to ask about the medical malpractice incident, right? I remember it.” Wiping away her tears, Jenny took a deep breath. “That incident was what made me worldly. I remember the patient's surname was Bastille...”