"It’s fine." Skyler Jones’s tone was calm, yet it was much better than his usual silent response to Mrs. Geoffrey’s concerns.

Mrs. Geoffrey felt her son was becoming closer to her, which delighted her heart, "Let’s eat first... Christine waited for you at the airport all day and is starving."

Christine Quinn smiled and nodded.

Mrs. Geoffrey hurriedly reached out to hold Christine Quinn’s hand, anxiously asked, "Did you get caught in the rain? Are you hungry?"

"No."

"I made soup for you..."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Let’s go..."

Mrs. Geoffrey urged her son and daughter-in-law to go to the dining room to fill their stomachs first, but Skyler Jones unexpectedly pulled Christine Quinn’s hand and gently said to Mrs. Geoffrey, "Mom, you go ahead and eat. Christine and I have something to do in our room, we’ll be down soon."

Mrs. Geoffrey was dumbfounded as she saw Skyler Jones holding his wife’s hand and going upstairs by themselves.

"Oversky..."

As soon as they entered the room, before Christine Quinn could say anything, Skyler Jones already had her pressed against the white wall behind her.

He pinned her to the wall with his hands, his fiery lips filled with longing captured hers.

Christine Quinn couldn’t resist, nor did she want to. She hugged his neck, trying her best to cooperate...

A strong desire erupted between them...

Suddenly, he pulled away from her gasping form, eager as he swept her up in his arms.

"No, Oversky..."

When he carried her to the bed, she panic-stricken, blocked his broad chest with her small, flustered hands, and shyly said, "Mom and Becca are all in the dining room waiting for us to eat..."

He gave her a quick kiss on the lips, ignored her resistance, and murmured in a deep husky voice on the brink of losing control, "You have to feed me first."

"Huh?"

In that moment, he already pulled off her dress...

They missed dinner again as they got lost in love in the room.

Looking at the scattered clothes on the floor, Christine Quinn, with a hint of remaining shyness, playfully punched Skyler Jones’s chest lightly, "I hate you... Mom and Becca are surely going to think too much again."

Skyler Jones curled his lips into a smile, pulling his beloved wife closer, "Let them think what they like."

Christine Quinn sat up, muttering, "Hate you, you don’t have to face them, but I do!"

"If we can’t face them, then let’s just stay in the room..." As he said this, Skyler Jones was already half-sitting up, kissing her under him...

"Hey..." Christine Quinn fought back strongly and finally pushed someone away, "I’m not playing anymore, I’m hungry."

Skyler Jones’s eyes, burning with desire, clearly not yet satisfied. He finally pecked her beautiful collarbone, suppressed his desire, and got up, "Let’s go..."

Christine Quinn quickly picked up the clothes on the floor and dressed swiftly.

After dressing, seeing Skyler Jones leaning against the headboard with unfulfilled desire, Christine Quinn couldn’t help but laugh, tugging at him, "Come on... Mom is waiting for us to eat."

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Skyler Jones pulled Christine Quinn in for another passionate kiss.

Christine Quinn couldn’t resist, only able to be devoured by him again...

Fortunately, his strong self-control prevented things from getting irreversibly out of hand. He finally released her, cursing under his breath with a tense face, and then got out of bed.

Christine Quinn, breathing heavily, sat on the edge of the bed, watching him with a cold face while dressing.

Suddenly, she chuckled softly...

As he buttoned his shirt, seeing her mischievous smile, he couldn’t help but bend down, lifting her chin, "Dare to laugh at me?"

Christine Quinn stifled her laughter, shaking her head.

Skyler Jones stole another kiss from Christine Quinn, murmuring playfully, "I’ll make you pay tonight!"

Christine Quinn blushed, stood up to help him button his shirt, trying to plead, "I wasn’t laughing at you... I was just thinking about earlier."

"Hmm?"

Christine Quinn leaned against Skyler Jones, shyly saying, "You usually take very careful precautions... but you didn’t just now..."

"Darling, are you teasing me for being too impatient?" Skyler Jones lowered his head, whispering unabashedly in her ear.

Christine Quinn gently tugged on his shirt collar, "Aren’t you usually proud of being calm and rational?"

Skyler Jones stretched out his arms, encircling her slender waist, resting her against his forehead, smiling elegantly at her, "If I remember correctly, we’re still in your safe period..."

Christine Quinn was startled, "You calculated that?"

Skyler Jones gently held her adorable startled face, "I calculated every day while in Y City."