Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO Chapter 878 - 453: Extra Story: I Just Want the Best for Him

"Jonathon, how can you judge a person by their appearance?"

Jonathon Gibson suddenly said seriously, "I can be sure she’s not like that."

Christine Quinn was taken aback, "Jonathon, you..."

Jonathon Gibson sighed deeply, put down his coffee cup, and said softly, "Christine, don’t think too much about it. Regardless of what kind of person Jennifer Douglas is, why bother trying to understand her?"

"No, Jonathon, you’re hiding sothing from , I can feel it."

"I’m not..."

"You are. You’ve spoken up for Jennifer Douglas several tis. Do you have dealings with her?"

"Christine, all I can say is that Jennifer Douglas is not a bad woman. You don’t need to worry about her."

Christine Quinn stared at Jonathon Gibson blankly, "Please tell , on what basis do you judge her like this?"

Jonathon Gibson was montarily speechless, "I..."

Christine Quinn keenly guessed, "Is it related to Jennifer Douglas’s pregnancy?"

"Christine..."

"Tell , Jonathon Gibson, please don’t hide it from ... In fact, the reason I asked you out today is that I suspected there was sothing wrong with the dical record you showed last ti."

"What’s wrong with it?"

"The dical record you showed last ti said Jennifer Douglas just went for a gynecological check-up... Given Jennifer Douglas’s age, she isn’t at the age for routine gynecological checkups, so she must have felt unwell to go to the hospital. But her dical record says she’s completely healthy, doesn’t that seem illogical?"

"Maybe Jennifer Douglas suddenly wanted a check-up?"

"Jonathon, when you hadn’t investigated this matter initially, your first reaction was also that Jennifer Douglas’s visit to the gynecologist wasn’t simple..."

"I..." Jonathon Gibson finally fell silent.

Christine Quinn implored, "Jonathon, please tell what you know. From your reaction just now, I know you exchanged words with Jennifer Douglas, and you must be hiding sothing from ."

A trace of reluctance flitted across Jonathon Gibson’s eyes, "Christine, I don’t want you to be upset..."

"Please tell , no matter what happens, I can handle it."

Jonathon Gibson helplessly shook his head, ultimately unable to resist, and sighed, "Yes, there is sothing wrong with that dical record, because it’s not Jennifer Douglas’s authentic record from that hospital. I forged it."

Christine Quinn widened her eyes in astonishnt, "Why?"

"Because Jennifer Douglas was pregnant... She was carrying Skyler Jones’s child, but had a miscarriage three months into the pregnancy."

Christine Quinn was heavily stunned, leaning against the chair. Her gaze was vacant as she looked at Jonathon Gibson, "You say... Jennifer Douglas was pregnant with Oversky’s child?"

Jonathon Gibson nodded with reluctance, "But it’s not what you think... It happened on the night Skyler Jones was drunk. He mistook Jennifer Douglas for you."

Christine Quinn’s eyes lowered in pain, her voice trembling slightly, "Why did you hide it from ?"

"Because Jennifer Douglas begged ."

"She begged you?"

"Yes, she hoped I wouldn’t ruin your relationship with Skyler Jones. She said that since the baby was gone, let’s pretend nothing ever happened. I couldn’t bring myself to tell you such a truth, so..."

Christine Quinn sat in her chair, long imrsed in the shock of such a fact.

Slowly, a scene ford in her mind of him and Jennifer Douglas tangled on a bed...

A piercing pain arose from her heart, and Christine Quinn’s gaze gradually lost focus...

"Christine." Jonathon Gibson rushed to her side, crouching to comfort her, "Don’t think too much. That night, Skyler Jones rely mistook Jennifer Douglas for you. He doesn’t have feelings for Jennifer Douglas..."

Christine Quinn didn’t respond to Jonathon Gibson’s words until the pain in her heart almost suffocated her. She finally drew a deep breath, asking in a hoarse voice, suppressing her heartache, "So, you judge Jennifer Douglas as a good woman based on that?"

Jonathon Gibson said truthfully, "I’ve followed her a few tis. She truly hasn’t given any reason to doubt her."

Christine Quinn stared blankly at Jonathon Gibson, lost in her thoughts for a long ti.

On a bright and sunny afternoon, Mrs. Geoffrey was in the villa watching over her newborn granddaughter, while Rebecca Quentin and Christine Quinn played in the garden with Andrew.

At this mont, Rebecca Quentin watched from afar the joyously playing Andrew and smiled, "Sister, wouldn’t it be nice if adults could be carefree like children..."