Seeing Christine Quinn’s tearful face, Skyler Jones’s heart tightened painfully, not knowing what words could comfort her, and blaming himself inwardly for making her so upset.

Suddenly, Christine Quinn pushed him away, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and her face with strength, swallowed a choking sob in her throat, and said, "I ’harmed’ Jennifer Douglas, but didn’t you help her too?"

After saying this, Christine Quinn gave a cold smile, without a moment’s hesitation, and walked out of the room.

Christine Quinn entered the nursery.

Marie was sleeping soundly, not awakened by her movement.

She locked the door behind her, leaned tightly against the door, her eyes, shimmering with tears, desolate and vacant.

There came a few knocks on the door from behind, and she didn’t need to guess who it was.

Christine Quinn didn’t open the door, her body slowly sliding down against it.

Several seconds later, the knocking stopped, and the whole world seemed to return to silence.

She leaned against the door, hugging her knees, as silent tears streamed down.

The heart, aching so painfully...

Why does he always stand by Jennifer Douglas? Why has she become the unreasonable one?

She didn’t feel she did anything wrong, she just wanted to protect her family...

Jennifer Douglas is young, beautiful, educated, and graceful, while she has nothing... Her looks and youth have faded, her education is nothing compared to Jennifer Douglas’s degree from XX University; she lacks grace, while Jennifer Douglas inherent nobility and confidence seemingly match him perfectly...

With such an outstanding woman appearing beside him, even though he repeatedly says he loves her, how can she not worry at all?

Even if he really didn’t care about this woman, otherwise, he repeatedly said in front of her that he trusted Jennifer Douglas...

If her trust in Howard Geoffrey comes from Geoffrey taking care of her like family for over ten years, then where does his trust in Jennifer Douglas come from?

Obviously, this trust comes from his fondness, which is a subconscious burst of emotion in a person, so even if he restrains himself, even if he doesn’t want to admit it, the fondness still exists...

From the first time he told her "she’s changed," she knew she was no longer the woman he once loved in his heart...

She used to think that even if he loved the old her, as long as she was still herself, still by his side, that was enough, but until today, she realized maybe the reason he thought she changed is because another woman moved his heart...

In fact, during this time, she also thought, if Jennifer Douglas hid the fact that she was pregnant with his child, if he knew, how would he take responsibility for Jennifer Douglas?

Is it really a good choice to walk together with him again?

Thirteen years of hurt and missed opportunities aren’t so easy to make up for...

Perhaps, the fate of their love stopped thirteen years ago...

When Christine Quinn came out of the nursery early in the morning, she hadn’t expected Skyler Jones to be outside the door.

Apparently, he hadn’t slept all night, wearing the same clothes as last night.

After a night of emotional adjustment, Christine Quinn’s mood had calmed significantly; she didn’t argue with Skyler Jones anymore but went straight back to their room.

Skyler Jones followed Christine Quinn into the room, evidently having done a lot of thinking over the night as well.

Christine Quinn stood by the bed, looking at him, and said calmly, "I want to have a proper talk with you."

Skyler Jones came in front of Christine Quinn and nodded slightly.

"Skyler, tell me honestly, who am I in your heart?" Christine Quinn gazed intently at Skyler Jones, observing every subtle expression on his face.

Skyler Jones reached out, intending to hold Christine Quinn’s shoulders, but she stepped back, "You don’t need to consider my feelings, just say it."

Skyler Jones slowly dropped his hand, staring at Christine Quinn’s determined face.

Skyler Jones suddenly shook his head, "I can’t say."

"Just tell me the truth," she said.

Skyler Jones looked at Christine Quinn with tired eyes, "She is rebellious but measured, carefree but thoughtful, innocent, kind, obedient, without scheming, without concerns, she uses laughter to resolve the frustrations of reality, resilient, endearing."

Her words caught in her throat, she asked, "And now?"

He didn’t answer.

She looked deeply at him, "Is the current me vastly different from the past?"

"I don’t want to lie, Christine..." Skyler Jones’s voice was slightly hoarse, "We’ve both ignored the changes over time."

"So, when you approached me and told me you loved me, you never imagined I would be like this today, did you?"

Skyler Jones’s silent response clearly gave Christine Quinn an answer.

Christine Quinn stared into Skyler Jones’s eyes, which began to burn, tears quietly gathering in her eyes...

Fortunately, a night’s reflection allowed her to face any pain at that moment; she smiled softly, covering her mouth, laughing as if she were crying.

"Christine..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Don’t come over." Christine Quinn turned away, facing the transparent floor-to-ceiling window with blurry tear-filled eyes, "Thank you for telling me the truth..."

Though standing so close to her, he didn’t have the courage to come nearer; a short distance separated them, and he saw her frail silhouette, forlorn and defeated.

Tears flowed freely, but the words she spoke, after a night of pondering, were calm, "Marie will wake up soon; I don’t want her to see us like this... go to the company, I want some quiet alone time."

Skyler Jones didn’t respond.

Christine Quinn didn’t say anything more either.

After a while, Christine Quinn heard the steady departing footsteps and the faint closing of the door.

Once certain he had left, Christine Quinn finally turned around, looking at the door he had exited.

Her gaze was vacant, as if still suppressing the pain...

Turning around, she sat weakly on the edge of the bed, tears dropping one by one onto the pristine quilt.

Skyler Jones sat in the car, his mind filled with that frail figure of Christine Quinn standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"It seems I’m the one making you feel calculative... if that’s the case, why are you still with me?"

"It seems I’ve become the petty, unreasonable person in your eyes again..."