Fortunately, her heart showed no abnormalities, Christine Quinn breathed a sigh of relief, then she dried the tears from the corners of her eyes and face, trying to tell herself not to be heartbroken.
Coming out of the elevator, she could see from afar Howard Geoffrey carefully holding Becca for a walk in the corridor, appearing so considerate and warm. Not wanting her bad mood to affect them, Christine Quinn imdiately turned and walked towards the hospital balcony.
The wind on the balcony was strong, lifting Christine Quinn’s flowing hair.
She hugged her chest, quietly gazing at the vast city of New York.
Her heart suddenly felt a deep loneliness, she could even imagine her own solitary silhouette at this mont.
His every word to her just now flashed through her mind...
She admitted she had been sowhat unreasonable earlier, but at that mont she really couldn’t control her emotions...
She had never been a gentle, generous, and composed person; she acted impulsively, was petty, jealous, but she was just an ordinary woman. Nonetheless, no matter how many flaws she had, she would never resort to underhanded and despicable acts...
Why did he feel she deliberately took Mrs. Geoffrey to see Jennifer Douglas?
That slap may not have been because he cared for Jennifer Douglas, but his reaction clearly accused her—using Mrs. Geoffrey as a pawn...
In his eyes, is she really such a scheming and despicable person?
Her misty eyes looked far into the distance, and at that mont, Christine Quinn thought of many things.
She thought of the thirteen years she missed with Skyler Jones, and also of the thirteen years they could never return to...
Everything was as she had considered before; her "betrayal" back then had imprinted a deep mark in his heart, so even if she and he reconciled now, this imprint could never be erased, and that’s why he doubted her today...
If it weren’t for his paralysis and her declining health at the ti, she would never have gotten back together with him, because she was aware that they could never go back to how they were...
But can she and he still build trust between them?
Skyler Jones hurriedly rushed out of the elevator, coming across Howard Geoffrey and Becca. He anxiously asked, "Have you seen Christine?"
Becca noticed Skyler Jones’s sowhat off deanor and couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong? Weren’t you going to find my sister?"
"She returned to the hospital."
"But I haven’t seen her!"
"Are you talking about Miss Quinn?" A nurse who heard Skyler Jones and Becca’s conversation in the corridor kindly spoke up.
Becca quickly said, "Yes."
The nurse kindly said, "I think I just saw Miss Quinn heading towards the rooftop..."
"What? The rooftop?"
The next mont, Skyler Jones rushed towards the stairs leading to the rooftop like an arrow.
Skyler Jones pushed open the door to the rooftop, and a strong wind imdiately hit his face.
Skyler Jones ran over and looked intently, it really was Christine Quinn.
"Christine—"
He rushed over in panic, imdiately holding her, anxiously surveying his beloved wife.
Her delicate face was as pale as could be, the distant wind blowing her black hair to fly in the breeze made her whole person look precarious.
Tears had been dried by the wind on the balcony, leaving only faint traces of wetness. She looked emptily at Skyler Jones, as if she didn’t recognize him.
"Christine, I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing earlier, but I really didn’t an it, I..."
"Skyler..."
She softly interrupted his stream of explanations.
Skyler Jones gently touched her cold little face, and when he felt the temperature of her body, he imdiately took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders, holding her, and said warmly, "The wind here is strong, let’s go down and talk."
She stood in place, hoarsely said, "I want to be quiet here for a while."
"I’ll stay with you."
Christine Quinn shook her head, "No need, let be alone for a while quietly, I won’t do anything."
"Christine..." Skyler Jones helplessly sighed, "You know my attitude towards Jennifer Douglas; I’m definitely not biased towards her, I just don’t want our feelings to beco complicated... I want you to be happy with , and let solve any problems, okay?"
Christine Quinn didn’t say anything.
Skyler Jones suddenly pressed Christine Quinn into his arms, holding her tightly, "Don’t be mad at , you know I’m not good with words, but my feelings for you are unquestionable."
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