Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 837 - 432: Extra Story: Rediscovering Lost Warmth in Him (Part 2)
"Christine."
He suddenly called out to stop her from leaving.
Christine Quinn halted her steps, hearing him turn his wheelchair around.
She stood with her back to him, her body slightly tense.
"I won’t hurt you again."
"Why say this all of a sudden?"
"I just want you to know that in the past, I did too many things that hurt you. If you won’t give me another chance because of it, I will respect your choice."
Christine Quinn suddenly turned around, gazing deeply at Skyler Jones.
Skyler Jones’ dark eyes were deep, filled with regret and affection.
"Skyler, may I ask you a few questions?"
"Go ahead."
"If I had told you about my illness half a year ago, would you, who were still full of hatred for me, have let go of your resentment and taken care of me just like I’m taking care of you now?"
Skyler Jones answered without hesitation, "I would have."
"Are you telling the truth?"
"I love you, Christine Quinn... It’s not because I realized after losing you, but this love has always been in my heart. It was just that I, who never wanted to admit defeat, didn’t want to acknowledge that I still cared so much about the ’betraying’ you."
His words made her eyes fill with tears.
He looked at her tear-filled eyes, hoarsely letting out, "Do you know why I was obsessed with Becca before?"
Christine Quinn shook her head.
"Because she has a face very much like yours... When I first met her, I almost thought she was you... Her innocence, liveliness, kindness, and purity were very much like the Christine Quinn I knew thirteen years ago... So I tried my best to be good to her, even knowing she wasn’t you. But I still wanted to be good to her because I longed to return to thirteen years ago..."
Tears fell from Christine Quinn’s eyes, sliding down her cheeks, wetting her delicate face.
"Christine, there were so many misunderstandings between us, causing us to miss out on these thirteen years... In fact, as early as when you told me your two abortions were due to your body’s inability to sustain a pregnancy, I had thought about recovering the lost beauty between us... But I still couldn’t give up my pride, so I hesitated. Afterward, we were apart for over a month. That day I came back early to have an open-hearted talk with you about us, but you gave me the divorce papers and told me you were dating Jonathon Gibson... That night I was very angry, but I didn’t have the courage to chase after you because I knew I’d hurt you too deeply before..."
Thinking of the sorrowful scene when she left that night still tugged at the softest string in Christine Quinn’s heart. Who could have known how disappointed she was that night, thinking it was a final farewell between her and him...
"I couldn’t bear to lose you, so I asked the servants when you would be back, thinking that as long as you were willing to return, there would still be a chance between us. But then you left a letter, revealing to me that you would never come back, and only then did I realize I had lost you forever. But I simply couldn’t live in a world without you... So I went madly to London to find you, and not until I found Jonathon Gibson did I know that you were already incurably ill. You could never imagine how much I hated myself at that moment. I wished I could kill myself..."
Christine Quinn choked as she asked him, with tears continuously streaming from her eyes, "Why didn’t you tell me this before?"
"You know I’m not someone who explains things well..."
"If you had told me these words back then, maybe I wouldn’t have agreed to date Jonathon... Why didn’t you say it earlier?"
He approached her, suddenly embracing her body.
She froze for a moment, not directly resisting, but her body gradually softened, and finally, she crouched down in front of him.
He reached out to caress her tear-wet face, asking sorrowfully, "Darling, are you willing to give me another chance to start over with us?"
"If it were before, I might not have agreed, but now..." She looked deeply at him with tears in her eyes and suddenly chuckled, "You’re paralyzed, and I, who don’t know how long my heart can last, maybe... can barely manage to get by."
"So, you’re agreeing to start anew with me?"
Christine Quinn nodded vigorously.
Skyler Jones’ handsome face broke into a smile. God knows how much he wanted to stand up and hug her with joy at this moment, but...
At this second, Christine Quinn reached out and hugged him, letting herself lean on his shoulder, closing her eyes tightly to feel his warmth, his breath, his warmth.
He could think no more, just tightly holding her.
Her choking voice reached his ear, "I love you, Skyler..."
He slowly pulled her away, gazing at her face full of tear stains. Suddenly, he clasped her head, kissing her hard.
This was their first mutual kiss in thirteen years, even though they had been intimate many times in those years.
She was very inexperienced, while he was full of yearning.
His tongue guided hers to savor this purest kiss between a man and a woman...
She slowly reached her hands around his neck, clinging to him, learning from him, craving more.
They were like people in a desert who had been searching for water, longing to see an oasis, so they greedily tasted each other’s sweetness...
After the kiss, he let her go, finally satisfied, her lips already swollen from his kisses, now panting heavily.
He pulled her into his arms again, gently placing a kiss on her hair.
She held him, resting in his arms...
For the first time in thirteen years, she felt such ease in body and mind, for the first time, peacefully nested in his arms, for the first time, found the warmth she had missed for so long...
She wanted to be with him, forever and ever.
That night, Christine Quinn stayed in Skyler Jones’ room.
The next morning, Marie came knocking early...
"Daddy, Daddy..."
Hearing the noise, Christine Quinn murmured a sound, slowly opening her eyes from Skyler Jones’ embrace, sleepily looking at Skyler Jones, "Who’s outside..."
"Our daughter."
"Huh?"
Upon hearing this, Christine Quinn immediately woke up, quickly sitting up to straighten her clothes before getting off the bed.
Skyler Jones looked at Christine Quinn with amusement at her nervousness, "What are you afraid of?"
Christine Quinn said embarrassedly, "Caught by our daughter like this, where would I put my face?"
