"I... I ran into a friend, chatted for a bit."
"What friend?"
Christine Quinn ca to Skyler Jones’s side and answered, "Jonathon."
Skyler Jones frowned, "What’s he doing here?"
"He said he ca to see ."
Skyler Jones extended his long arm, pulled Christine Quinn onto his lap, and whispered against her cheek, "I don’t want him bothering you."
"He’s my friend."
"He’s my rival in love."
Christine Quinn glanced at Skyler Jones in annoyance, "He already gave up to you, what more do you want?"
"He almost took you away from , do you think I should be grateful to him?"
"Alright, let’s not talk about him... By the way, how could you read my diary?" Christine Quinn picked up the diary he had set aside, hugging it to her chest, "Didn’t anyone tell you that invading soone’s privacy is against the law?"
"Then you should sue your daughter because it was your daughter who showed your diary."
"How did you know the password?"
"It was easy, it’s the anniversary of the day we t, we celebrated it romantically that day."
"You still shouldn’t have read it."
"If I hadn’t read your diary, how would I have known how much pain I caused you?" Skyler Jones’s voice was hoarse, carrying deep remorse and guilt.
Christine Quinn said nothing, just lowered her eyes in sadness.
Skyler Jones held Christine Quinn tighter, "I’m sorry for all the suffering I’ve caused you..."
Christine Quinn leaned wearily against Skyler Jones, "I don’t know who to talk to, but there’s so much discomfort in my heart..."
"Promise , if you ever have worries in the future, don’t keep them bottled up inside, let give you a sense of security,"
Hearing Skyler Jones’s words, Christine Quinn turned her face to look at him for a long ti.
He had his eyes closed, seemingly absorbed in the satisfaction of holding her, his expression sincere and earnest.
"Oversky..." she suddenly called his na.
"Hmm?" He opened his eyes, eting her beautiful gaze.
She hesitated to speak.
He asked gently, "What’s wrong?"
"When are we going to T City?" she changed what she intended to say.
"In a day or two..."
"Oh."
He suddenly said, "By the way, I have sothing for you..."
She asked, "What is it?"
He smiled and said, "Close your eyes first."
"What is this all about, being so mysterious..."
"Close them first, then you’ll see."
She obediently closed her eyes.
A few seconds later, he said, "You can open them now."
She had no idea what gift he might give her, so when she saw the dazzling red diamond ring before her, her mind suddenly went blank.
"Do you like it?"
He asked her gently.
She snapped back to reality, still incredulous at what she saw in front of her.
It was well known that diamonds were usually colorless, and colored diamonds were expensive, with the red diamond being the rarest.
The red diamond ring before her eyes was at least ten carats.
Christine Quinn’s voice was hoarse, "You... you got this for ?"
Skyler Jones took out the ring, lifted her left hand, and slipped it onto her left ring finger, "It always belonged to you."
Her fingers were slender, long, and fair, making the ring look especially beautiful.
He had never given her anything before, and if you must count, there was only the purple diamond bracelet he gave her at that auction...
He said, "This red diamond was the largest discovered in South Africa thirteen years ago. I personally went to South Africa to buy it, and had the best South African designer design it..."
"What did you say?" Christine Quinn was stunned, "Thirteen years ago?"
Skyler Jones kissed the back of Christine Quinn’s hand and said softly, "You should rember a few days before M kidnapped your mother, I went abroad on a business trip..."
Christine Quinn nodded, "I found it strange that you suddenly had to leave without any business reason."
He smiled, "Actually, during those days, I went to South Africa..."
"Why did you go to South Africa to buy this diamond personally then?"
"Because at that ti, I was preparing to propose to you."
Her body trembled once more, Christine Quinn’s eyes widened, shaking her head.
As if the pain from that ti had already gone, Skyler Jones said lightly, "I was planning to propose to you that day."
"The day after you returned from that trip, just..."
In that second, a bitter feeling caught in Christine Quinn’s throat, and a layer of tears quickly veiled her eyes.
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