Facing his mother, Skyler Jones’s tone was no longer as cold as before, "If you’re not well, don’t wander around. What could happen to ?"
Mrs. Geoffrey said, "I just wanted to see if there’s anything I can help you with..."
Skyler Jones’s lips curled into a sly smile, "All you need to do is keep it a secret for . I can handle it myself."
Howard Geoffrey sneered, "Really? Why do I feel that Christine still doesn’t an to forgive you?"
Skyler Jones glared sharply, "Did you co here to sabotage on purpose?"
"I wouldn’t dare... I just ca to see how big brother plans to win over sister-in-law."
"Don’t talk about winning over, she is my wife, after all. We’re not even divorced yet!!"
"But I heard from Becca that sister-in-law signed a divorce agreent with you, and it’s you who won’t divorce, now even pretending to be paralyzed to cling to her..."
Skyler Jones moved his tall body in front of Howard Geoffrey, squinting his sharp eyes at his brother, reminding him with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, "If you want to make fun of , go ahead and do so. But if you dare disclose even a bit in front of Christine, I promise you won’t have an easy ti."
Howard Geoffrey glanced sideways at Skyler Jones, unimpressed.
Skyler Jones slowly uttered one word, "’M’."
Howard Geoffrey’s expression changed dramatically, turning into a gentle smile, "Big brother, you’re overthinking. How would I dare to mock you... I’m here with mom to help you." Who could imagine that the always scheming Howard Geoffrey would have leverage used against him by Skyler Jones, leaving him terrified.
"Exactly, Oversky, Becca is about to give birth soon. Howie ca to see you, but he has to go back to accompany Becca tonight."
Skyler Jones said to his mother, "You should go back with him too. As for things with Christine, I can handle them myself."
"With Christine’s personality, I’m afraid it’ll be difficult... Even if she stays by your side now, if she ever finds out the truth later, I fear..."
Howard Geoffrey’s words sounded an alarm for everyone, and Mrs. Geoffrey said worriedly, "Yes, Christine is stubborn. I’m afraid if the ti cos, she won’t forgive you..."
"Whether she forgives or not doesn’t matter. She won’t be able to escape by then anyway..."
Mrs. Geoffrey furrowed her brows, "What do you an by that?"
Skyler Jones triumphantly replied, "It’s not a secret to be revealed."
"Can’t you even tell ?"
Howard Geoffrey said disdainfully, "Mom... haven’t you guessed my brother’s intentions yet?"
Mrs. Geoffrey hopefully asked, "What’s his intention?"
Howard Geoffrey glanced at Skyler Jones, "If Christine was pregnant like Becca, do you think she’d be able to escape from big brother’s grasp?"
"Ah..."
Skyler Jones bead with laughter.
Howard Geoffrey scoffed, "A lousy trick, yet the most feasible one."
Christine Quinn entered the ward with the test report and said to everyone, "Skyler’s test results are out. The situation is relatively optimistic... the doctor said there’s nothing serious, and you can be discharged tomorrow."
Mrs. Geoffrey feigned a sigh of relief, "That’s good..."
Christine Quinn handed the test report to Skyler Jones, "Look, the doctor didn’t conclude that you’d definitely be paralyzed. She said if you persist in physical therapy, you might have a chance to repair your spinal nerves."
"I will stick to physical therapy."
Christine Quinn smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Marie appeared next to Skyler Jones at so point, blinked at him, and naturally advised, "Daddy, with Mommy by your side, you have to do well."
Skyler Jones gave Marie a wink in return and smiled, "Daddy certainly will."
Mrs. Geoffrey smiled and said, "Since you can be discharged tomorrow, Oversky, I’ll accompany you back to Y City!"
Christine Quinn suddenly turned her head towards Mrs. Geoffrey, "Hmm?"
Mrs. Geoffrey explained, "You have to take care of Oversky, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to take good care of yourself and Marie, so I’ll go to Y City to look after you."
"Auntie, there’s no need. Please go to New York to take care of Becca... She’s due in over a month, and I won’t feel at ease without you by her side."
"But..."
"Yes, Grandma, you don’t need to worry about and Mommy. We have housemaids at ho to take care of us!"
Mrs. Geoffrey was naturally acting in front of Christine Quinn, and since Christine said so, she followed suit, "Well then, I’ll stay in New York for now. If anything happens, just call ."
Christine Quinn nodded.
Mrs. Geoffrey exchanged a look with Skyler Jones, indicating that he should do his best, as this old lady would not go to Y City to interfere.
Two days later, in Y City.
"Mr. Jones, Young Madam, missy, you’re finally back..."
The servants happily ca out from the villa’s hall to welco them.
Christine Quinn pushed Skyler Jones into the villa’s hall, smiling, "Because of the bad weather, the flight was delayed."
The servants were taken aback at the sight of the male host sitting in a wheelchair.
Skyler Jones naturally didn’t care about the servants’ opinions, but to make it believable, he had to feign a serious look. He planned to find a ti to educate the servants, which could avoid acting in front of them and have them help him.
Christine Quinn, worried that the servants might offend Skyler Jones’s usual pride, quickly said, "Go back to your work... Mr. Jones only injured his leg a bit, it’s nothing."
Upon hearing that Skyler Jones just had a slight injury, the servants all sighed in relief and went back to their tasks with smiles.
Marie rubbed her eyes, "Mommy, I’m so sleepy. I want to go to sleep..."
Christine Quinn nodded, "Go ahead then, that’s what you get for not sleeping on the plane."
"Okay."
Marie turned and went up to the second floor, drowsy.
At this ti, Christine Quinn bent down to ask Skyler Jones, "Are you tired? Do you want to help you back to your room to rest?"
"Okay."
Christine Quinn then called out to one of the people standing outside the door, "Justin, co here and help ..."
With Justin’s help, Christine Quinn settled Skyler Jones in the bedroom.
Skyler Jones was tall and strong, so it was naturally strenuous to support him, and Christine Quinn was still panting.
Leaning against the headboard, Skyler Jones said apologetically, "Sorry for the trouble."
Christine Quinn shook her head, "It’s nothing... Take a nap, I’ll go downstairs and tell the maid to make sothing to eat. You didn’t eat much on the plane."
"Okay."
Christine Quinn turned and left.
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