The next morning, Christine Quinn woke up feeling refreshed and in high spirits.

Today, she put on a white dress she bought while shopping with Rebecca Quentin yesterday, and she even put on some light makeup...

Normally, she was beautiful without makeup, but with a bit of dressing up this time, she looked even more captivating.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at herself with satisfaction, and couldn’t help but imagine the beautiful scenes with him today.

"Young Madam."

Seeing Christine Quinn coming down from the second floor, the butler smiled and said.

Christine Quinn was puzzled to find only the butler at home and quickly asked, "Where did Mom and Becca go?"

The butler replied, "The old lady knew Mr. Jones was coming back today, so everyone went out. They said they would return very late to give time to Mr. Jones and you, Young Madam."

Christine Quinn felt embarrassed, "Then what about Marie and Becca’s two children?"

The butler said, "The children went out with the old lady too. Madam said not to worry, just enjoy the time you and Mr. Jones have together."

Christine Quinn felt a bit awkward, just nodded, "Okay."

The butler then withdrew.

After the butler left, the vast Jones’ Mansion seemed to have only Christine Quinn remaining, making it feel very serene.

Christine Quinn casually picked up a magazine and sat by the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall. From this spot, she could see the villa gate, ensuring that she would see Skyler Jones’ car the moment it entered.

Christine Quinn was in a great mood, looking at the magazine, but her mind was envisioning the surprises he might have prepared for her...

She longed for his return... Not only to see what birthday surprises he had planned for her but more importantly, just to see him.

Time slowly passed, from morning to afternoon, then from afternoon to evening. Christine Quinn sat in the hall all day waiting for Skyler Jones to come back, but until the night deepened, Skyler Jones’ car still hadn’t entered Jones’ Mansion.

Finally, at eight in the evening, the butler approached Christine Quinn and softly asked, "Young Madam, Mr. Jones hasn’t returned this late. Shouldn’t you call him?"

Christine Quinn closed another magazine she had finished reading and glanced at the villa gate, "No need."

"But..."

Christine Quinn smiled slightly at the butler, "It’s okay, you can go now!"

"You’ve been sitting here waiting all day without eating anything..."

Still wearing a serene smile, Christine Quinn said, "I will wait for him to come back and eat with him."

A birthday surprise, a candlelight dinner shouldn’t be missed, right? For the sake of a candlelight dinner, being hungry now is worth it.

"Alright, if you need anything, just call me; I’ll be right outside the door."

"Okay."

Once the hall regained its tranquility, Christine Quinn smiled softly and looked toward the villa gate.

Since it was nighttime, the villa gate was already illuminated by a soft yellow light.

The light was hazy, and the night was intoxicating, causing Christine Quinn to become somewhat lost in her beautiful reverie.

He must be deliberately coming back so late...

He thought she wouldn’t know he had planned a birthday surprise, so he was returning late on purpose, letting her feel down and disappointed, and then when her mood hit rock bottom, he would present flowers and give her a grand surprise...

With this thought, Christine Quinn smiled, picked up the phone beside her, and dialed Skyler Jones’ number, placing it to her ear.

Ring, ring――

The call was connecting.

However, despite the phone ringing many times, no one answered on the other end.

Christine Quinn thus put down the phone, not calling again, still maintaining a soft smile on her face.

Since he wanted to create such a big surprise, she would play along.

Christine Quinn continued waiting until it was eleven at night.

No one had expected that at eleven o’clock, everyone from Geoffrey’s household returned, yet Skyler Jones still hadn’t come back.

Christine Quinn was grateful she had already retreated to her room before the others returned, as facing them alone would have been awkward.

Knock, knock.

Suddenly, the sound of the door was heard.

Standing by the window watching the villa gate, Christine Quinn naturally knew the person knocking wasn’t Skyler Jones. She smiled and opened the door.

Sure enough, it was Rebecca Quentin standing outside.

"Sis..."

"Hmm?"

"I heard from the servants that bro-in-law still hasn’t returned?" Rebecca Quentin asked incredulously.

"Hmm."

"How come he hasn’t come back yet? It’s almost midnight, your birthday is nearly over..."

Even after waiting in vain all day, Christine Quinn maintained her good spirits at this moment, "It’s not over yet, right...?"