Christine Quinn was about to leave when she suddenly rembered, "Oh, right, I have sothing to tell you."
"What is it?"
"With Marie’s sumr vacation over, I want to take her back to Y City to enroll her in school." She finally had this chance. She could finally have a legitimate reason to stay away from him, as she knew that he would remain in New York for at least a few more months for the TSOL project.
Skyler Jones replied nonchalantly, "She can stay here and study."
"The curriculum in New York is completely different from that in the Flowery Kingdom." She found a plausible excuse.
Skyler Jones remained silent.
Fearing that he might not agree, Christine quickly added, "Marie’s grades are excellent back ho. What if she can’t adjust to studying in New York..."
"Is there any other reason?"
"Once I leave, you’ll have much more freedom... Then, you won’t have to co ho just to put on a show, you can stay wherever you like at night, just be careful of the dia."
Her words inexplicably angered him, but the anger stayed inside, unexpressed.
"Fine, I’ve long grown tired of sleeping on the couch."
Christine smiled faintly, "So, you’re agreeing?"
"Pack your things, leave whenever you want..." Skyler’s tone was slightly impatient.
"Then I’ll go inform Mom and Becca now."
As Christine was about to turn around, she heard Skyler’s voice again, "Have Marie call when she gets back ho."
Christine replied with a smile, "I will."
Christine sat on the edge of the bed, looking at a weary Rebecca Quentin, who was sitting on the bed, with concern, "Feeling very uncomfortable?"
Rebecca, looking exhausted, placed her hand on her belly, "I don’t know why this pregnancy is giving such a strong reaction... I feel weak every day, like being sick."
"Was it like this when you were pregnant with Andrew?"
"Seems like it was like this for a while too... It should get better after three months."
"Well, I didn’t have any reaction when I was pregnant. Everything was normal."
"I’m not as strong as you are."
"Hey, it’s not about being strong, it’s related to one’s constitution."
"I made you all worried."
"Mom and I aren’t worried, because we’ve been through this ourselves, but you’ve certainly worried Howard Geoffrey sick..."
Rebecca giggled softly, "He’s so proud now, telling everyone that he’s having a daughter soon, making the whole company know I’m pregnant... The funny thing is, we still don’t even know if it’s a girl!"
Christine was amused, "I’m sure it is."
"I hope so too."
"Unfortunately, I won’t be able to stay here and take care of you anymore, but you have Mom and the maids here..."
"Wait, sis, what do you an you can’t stay here?"
Christine glanced at Rebecca, "Did you forget? I’ve been in New York for over two months... With Marie’s sumr vacation over, I need to take her back to Y City to enroll her in school."
Rebecca slapped her forehead, "I almost forgot... But can’t Marie stay in New York to study?"
"The curricula are different..."
Rebecca probed insightfully, "That’s not the main problem."
Christine smiled softly, "Alright... The main issue is that I want to go back ho for a while."
"To avoid your brother-in-law?"
"Please stop calling him brother-in-law, it’s awkward to hear."
"Alright then, Mr. Jones..."
Christine nodded in satisfaction, "In fact, my ti with him has been quite pleasant during this period, so even continuing to stay in New York wouldn’t be a problem, but co to think of it, I really don’t have a reason to stay in New York, and besides, for Marie’s education, Y City is more beneficial..."
"But I heard from Howard Geoffrey that Mr. Jones’s project might require him to stay in New York for several more months..."
"I know."
"Then with you two apart like this, by the ti he returns ho, you’re almost..."
Christine nodded, "Yes, we’re getting a divorce."
Rebecca was shocked, "You’re speaking about it so calmly?"
Christine gave a faint smile to her sister, Marilyn, "How would you like to say it?"
"Shouldn’t you at least... I an... feel reluctant!"
Christine smiled and shook her head, "Becca, I’ve let him go."
Rebecca’s eyes widened, "Sis..."
Christine lowered her head slowly, speaking softly, "I hope he lives better without ."
In the evening, Christine was packing her luggage in her room.
Standing by her side, Marilyn watched her mother place clothes into the suitcase, suddenly reached out to block the suitcase, "Mom, can’t I stay in New York?"
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