Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 828 - 428: Extra: Unconcealable Feelings for Him

Christine Quinn jogged up to Jonathon Gibson, "Come with me to L.A. Anyway, you don’t have much to do in Y City."

Jonathon Gibson thought he must have misheard her, incredulously asking, "You... you want me to go with you to L.A.?"

"Yeah."

Jonathon Gibson suddenly scooped up Christine Quinn’s legs and shouted with joy, "I knew it, I knew it..."

The people around the airport hall were drawn to them by Jonathon Gibson’s joyful shout.

Christine Quinn’s face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and she patted Jonathon Gibson, "Hey, put me down, put me down..."

Jonathon Gibson gave Christine Quinn another kiss on the cheek before gently setting her down.

Christine Quinn’s face was flushed red from the attention of the surrounding people.

Jonathon Gibson’s eyes were filled with emotion, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, "I’ve been waiting for you to say this, you know? Heaven knows how much I want to be by your side, how much I want to accompany you to see Skyler Jones as your boyfriend. Finally, my wish has come true."

Christine Quinn lightly hit Jonathon Gibson, "Alright, we still don’t know if we can get a ticket..."

"You don’t have to worry about the ticket, because..."

At that moment, out of nowhere, Jonathon Gibson had an airline ticket in his hand.

Christine Quinn was stunned, "This..."

Smiling, Jonathon Gibson said, "I was afraid you would ask me to go with you, so I bought a ticket for this flight beforehand."

Christine Quinn shook her head with a smile and took his arm, "Let’s go..."

If it weren’t for Jonathon Gibson’s doctor friend, Christine Quinn wouldn’t have found the hospital where Skyler Jones was so easily.

You must know, this hospital is a high-end private one, located in a remote suburb, and if it weren’t for Jonathon Gibson’s friend being familiar with all the hospitals in L.A., it might have been challenging to find this hospital. Even Howard Geoffrey couldn’t find it despite using so many resources.

"Jonathon, now I understand how you were able to convince those top cardiac doctors in London to treat me; it was because of your doctor friends."

Jonathon Gibson nodded, "I always like making friends, and most of them are quite good ones."

"It’s because you’re good at socializing."

Jonathon Gibson chuckled softly, "Go on, Skyler Jones is in the last room... you go see him, I’ll wait for you outside."

"Okay."

Christine Quinn held Marie’s hand as they walked toward the end of the hallway.

Upon reaching the hospital room door, Christine Quinn saw several bodyguards who always followed Skyler Jones around, as well as his trusted aide.

Skyler Jones’s aide was quite surprised to see Christine Quinn. "Ma’am... Mrs. President."

Marie anxiously asked, "Uncle Walter, is my daddy inside?"

The aide seemed a bit embarrassed, "Uh... yes, missy."

Upon hearing this, Marie immediately rushed into the hospital room.

However, no one expected that as Christine Quinn prepared to follow Marie into the room, the aide suddenly reached out to stop her.

Stopped at the hospital room door, Christine Quinn was puzzled, "Justin, what’s going on?"

The aide bowed his head and said, "I’m sorry, Madam, Mr. Jones instructed not to see anyone."

Christine Quinn furrowed her brows, "Not even me?"

The aide looked up at Christine Quinn, sighed heavily, and said dejectedly, "Madam, for you to find this place, you must have some understanding of the President’s condition. The President... he’s not well, so he doesn’t want to see anyone... I only let missy in because she really misses him, going against his wishes."

A sense of unease gathered in Christine Quinn’s heart, "What exactly is his condition?"

"After the doctor examined the President a week ago, they said he injured the walking nerves in his spine after falling from a height. Because the nerves can’t be repaired, the President is at risk of being paralyzed from the waist down... Also, the President has been refusing treatment, and the doctors are worried that if his injured leg isn’t treated, it might become infected. With legs like his that have no nerve awareness and no activity, the wounds are particularly likely to deteriorate, which could lead to amputation, so..." The aide’s voice choked with emotion.

Is the situation really this severe?

"Madam, you’d better not go in, the President doesn’t want you to see him like this..."

"Is this why he wants to sell ’Oversky’?"

The aide nodded, "The President decided on the third day after the incident... because the doctors said the chances of his legs recovering were very low, and he might have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."