Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 849 - 438: Extra: The Engagement Ring He Gave Her 3_2
"Oh."
Christine Quinn glanced at her daughter through the rearview mirror and asked with a smile, "Why did my darling daughter suddenly want to go to New York?"
"I haven’t seen Uncle Geoffrey and Auntie for a long time; I really miss them, but I miss Andrew the most."
"When your aunt has her baby, it should just about be summer vacation for you. Mommy will take you then!"
"Okay."
Christine Quinn smiled gently.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the school, and Christine waved goodbye to her daughter.
Only after watching her daughter walk into the school did Christine leave with a faint smile.
No one expected that, as Christine was reaching for the car door handle to get in, a sharp pain suddenly pierced her heart.
Christine clutched her chest tightly, almost fainting from the heartache, but luckily she managed to hold onto the car. After taking a couple of deep breaths to adjust herself, she weakly opened the car door and then leaned against the leather seat.
With her eyes closed, she gently stroked her chest and leaned against the seatback, only after a long while did the pain in her heart slowly lessen...
The last time was just a slight pain; this time, it was an excruciating agony...
This feeling took her back to before the surgery...
She slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly ahead.
To her, death wasn’t scary; she even used to think of death as a release, but at this moment, when she truly felt death approaching, she was filled with reluctance...
These past few days have been the happiest days in the past decade for her...
Because he was right by her side.
She truly loved him, cherishing every moment spent with him.
Unfortunately, the times that belonged to them were always so fleeting...
Perhaps she was never meant to be the one who could stay by his side until the end; they were destined not to have the most beautiful ending.
As she thought about this, her gaze was somber, her face pale, as if she were devoid of life.
Beep, beep—
The cars behind honked to prompt her, bringing her back to reality. Just as she was about to start the engine and drive away, she noticed a car parked in front of her, and its owner was getting out; it was Jonathon Gibson.
Christine Quinn was stunned for a second, then moved her car to the roadside.
Ten minutes later, inside a serene coffee shop nearby.
Jonathon Gibson took a sip of his coffee and smiled lightly, "How is it that after just a few days, it seems like you’ve lost weight all over again..."
Christine Quinn followed with a sip of coffee and said blandly, "You look weary too, must be because of work?"
Jonathon shook his head, "The project in L.A. is sorted, and for the rest of the year, there are just a few minor projects left, so my work has lightened up..."
"Did you come to Y City also for work?"
"Just wanted to see you."
Christine lowered her head apologetically, "I’m sorry, Jonathon..."
"Don’t keep saying sorry, you’ve told me this so many times... I’ve said that I respect every decision you make."
"I’m afraid I won’t be able to repay your kindness in this lifetime."
"To me, I’m willing to do these things for you wholeheartedly, and besides, what I did for you is not much at all."
Christine sincerely replied, "You’re very good; you’ll definitely find someone who matches you in the future."
Jonathon smiled warmly, "Have you been feeling unwell recently? You don’t look too good."
"I’m fine; everything’s as usual."
"That’s good. If your health doesn’t feel right, don’t ignore it."
"I know, I’m not a child."
"By the way, there’s something I wanted to tell you..."
"What is it?"
Jonathon put down his coffee cup, his face slightly tense, as if struggling internally before saying, "You know I have some doctor friends, right?"
"Yes, your family is in the medical equipment business, so naturally, you know many doctors."
"I also have doctor friends in New York."
"Jonathon, what are you trying to say?" Christine keenly sensed Jonathon’s hesitation.
Staring at Christine’s calm face, Jonathon slowly said, "Two months ago, one of my doctor friends saw Jennifer Douglas visiting the hospital."
Christine asked puzzledly, "What has Jennifer Douglas got to do with me?"
"It indeed doesn’t concern you but involves Skyler Jones."
Christine squinted her eyes sensitively, "What do you mean by that?"
Jonathon replied truthfully, "According to my friend, Jennifer Douglas went to the gynecology department."
Her heart jolted violently, nearly causing the coffee cup to slip from Christine’s hand,
Jonathon quickly took the cup from her, asking anxiously, "Are you okay?"
Christine’s face turned ashen, staring blankly at Jonathon, "What did you say? Gynecology?"
Jonathon put down the coffee cup with a light sigh, "I know I shouldn’t tell you this, but I don’t want Skyler Jones to hurt you again. If he wants to be with you, he must be honest with you."
"Gynecology?" Christine stared at Jonathon with clear eyes, "She went to see gynecology?"
"Yes."
Christine leaned heavily against the chair, her gaze becoming dazed.
"Christine, Christine..."
"Hmm?" Christine returned from her daze.
"This is all I know; I don’t know exactly what Jennifer Douglas went to gynecology for... But I think some things, you need to ask Skyler Jones clearly."
Christine nodded blankly.
Jonathon added, "I’ll be in Y City for a while... if you need anything, you can come to find me."
"Okay."
Christine didn’t know how she got home.
As soon as she got home, the butler quickly approached, "Young madam, you’ve been out for so long? Mr. Jones called you, but you didn’t answer..."
It was as if Christine didn’t see the butler, marching up the stairs in a trance.
It wasn’t until she stood before her bedroom door that Christine snapped back to reality.
The conversation she had with Jennifer Douglas the other day flashed through her mind.
A woman’s sixth sense is truly accurate...
Indeed, Jennifer kept some things hidden.
Taking a deep breath, Christine turned the door handle.
Upon entering, she saw Skyler Jones sitting in a wheelchair, flipping through a book.
The book seemed familiar, and upon closer inspection, she discovered it was the diary she had written before.
Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his gaze towards her, his handsome face showcasing a faint smile, "Why did you take so long? You didn’t pick up the phone either?"
