Skyler Jones spoke up, "Marie, grown-ups will handle grown-up matters. You don’t need to overthink it..."
"Daddy, you should go back to New York... During this ti apart, both you and Mommy should think calmly... If, when you return in two months, you still feel the need to divorce, then go ahead!"
Christine Quinn called out with difficulty, "Marie..."
Marie smiled at her mother, "Mommy, I want you to promise one thing..."
"What is it?"
"Even if you divorce, neither of you can take sole custody of . I want to choose who to be with at any ti... Even if you separate, I don’t want to be apart from either of you."
"Alright."
Christine Quinn and Skyler Jones agreed in unison.
Skyler Jones returned to New York that very day.
Christine Quinn sat alone at ho, thinking about what Rebecca Quentin had said to her, knowing that even if she could verify what her sister said, it still wouldn’t matter.
However, she still wanted to understand this matter...
Was what Becca said, about him protecting her, true?
Even though there was no longer any connection between her and Skyler Jones, and she had no illusions about him anymore, if she could clarify this matter, at least it would an that her life hadn’t been in vain...
At least she had once t a man who loved her deeply, and whom she loved deeply... She had been happy at so point.
Before her imminent death, she could at least recall the past... Even if the man who loved her deeply remained only a mory.
"Christine, I’ve been calling you for the past few days, but you didn’t answer... Do you know how worried I am about you?"
Getting out of the car, Jonathon Gibson rushed to Christine Quinn standing by the roadside, looking worried.
Christine Quinn calmly replied, "I’m fine, I’ve been taking my dicine on ti, you don’t need to worry about ."
"How can I not worry about you? No matter what, I can’t persuade you to go to England for treatnt... You must understand, no matter what, you can’t give up..." Jonathon Gibson tried to persuade earnestly.
"Jonathon, you should know how precious ti is to now; I don’t want to waste the remaining ti on sothing futile..."
"It’s not futile... Christine, whether you want to go or not, I must take you to England. I won’t give up any chance to cure you!"
Christine Quinn looked at Jonathon Gibson with guilt and gratitude, "Thank you for helping like this, even though we haven’t seen each other for over a decade, and thank you for keeping my secret. eting you again makes feel truly lucky, but if I leave Marie to seek treatnt, and the end result is still my death, I’d regret not spending ti with Marie before I die... I can only promise you this: if I’m still alive in two months, then I’ll go to England with you."
"That way, you’ll miss the best ti for treatnt!!"
"Jonathon, you forget, there’s really no ’best’ ti for treatnt..."
"Is there really no way I can persuade you?"
Christine Quinn nodded, "You should know, once I decide sothing, it’s hard to change."
Jonathon Gibson sighed heavily, "Your personality is still the sa as before, so stubborn and headstrong."
Christine Quinn smiled slightly, "That should be from my father, because my sister’s personality is the sa."
"At a ti like this, you still have the leisure to joke?"
Christine Quinn walked towards Jonathon Gibson’s car with a smile, "Life ending soon is sad enough, should the remaining days be spent with a long face?"
Jonathon Gibson quickly opened the car door for Christine Quinn, "Where do you want to take you?"
"The airport."
Jonathon Gibson was startled, "The airport?"
Christine Quinn nodded, "I need to make a trip to T City, hoping to return before five this afternoon."
After sitting in the driver’s seat, Jonathon Gibson fastened Christine Quinn’s seatbelt and asked, "What are you going to T City for?"
Christine Quinn replied in a soft voice, "I need to see soone."
"That person is in T City?"
"Yes, she’s in prison."
T City, prison.
Vivian Lindsey was very surprised to see Christine Quinn, "When they said soone was here to visit, I couldn’t think who it might be, and it turned out to be you."
"I need to ask you sothing."
Vivian Lindsey leaned back in her chair, looking much older and haggard, yet with an air of ease, "Go ahead!"
"Did you not harm back then because Skyler Jones had threatened you?" She didn’t have much ti left, so she didn’t want to waste it on idle talk.
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