Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 747 - 387: Extra: Physical Pain 1_2

"No!"

"Why not? Grandma said I could study in New York."

"The courses abroad are different from those here."

"I’ll definitely work hard and study."

"Still no!!"

Marilyn Quinn clung to Christine Quinn’s leg, acting spoiled, "Mommy, please... I don’t want to leave New York. I want to stay here with Grandma, play with Auntie and Andrew, and be with Daddy."

Her daughter’s pleading voice softened Christine Quinn’s heart.

Finally, Christine Quinn put down the clothes she was folding, pulled Marilyn to sit on her lap, and said softly, "My dear daughter, Daddy’s company is in Y City. Sooner or later, we’ll have to go back to Y City..."

"But we can wait until Daddy finishes his project and go back together!"

"In the end, who you can’t bear to leave the most is still your Daddy, right?"

Marilyn nodded vigorously. "Leaving Daddy alone here, he’ll be so pitiful!"

Pitiful?

Christine laughed softly in her heart.

He couldn’t be pitiful at all; the world is his oyster, surrounded by beauties. His life is probably much more carefree than hers.

Of course, she couldn’t tell her dear daughter this.

"Still not possible, Marie. You must listen to Mommy..."

"No... I’ll go ask Daddy..." Marilyn freed herself from her mother’s grasp.

Before Christine could stop her daughter, she had already dashed out the room door...

Christine chased after her, not expecting that Marilyn would run right into Skyler Jones, who had just come in the door.

"Daddy!"

Marilyn called out excitedly.

Skyler Jones gently stroked his daughter’s soft hair, "What’s wrong, my daughter?"

Marilyn pouted, saying, "Mommy said we’re going back to New York tomorrow morning..."

Skyler turned his head and glanced at Christine Quinn.

Christine explained the reason for the haste, "Well, the flight tomorrow morning arrives in Y City in the morning too. I can immediately take Marie to school for registration."

Skyler nodded, looking at his daughter with affection, "If your mommy says it’s tomorrow morning, then it’s tomorrow morning!"

Marilyn hugged Skyler tightly, "But I don’t want to go back... Daddy, I want to be with you."

Skyler gently pulled his daughter away, squatting down to look her in the eye, "Marie, Daddy will be very busy with work for a while. Even if you’re in New York, Daddy may not be able to be with you every day..."

"But if you do this, Daddy and Mommy will have to be apart!"

Marilyn’s words made both Christine and Skyler slightly startled.

It was then they realized that this was what their daughter was most worried about...

Skyler gently coaxed, "Silly daughter, Daddy and Mommy are just going to be apart for a little while... Daddy promises you, Daddy will finish up work in New York as quickly as possible, and come back soon to be with you, okay?"

Marilyn’s clear eyes filled with tears, "Then how many months are you staying in New York?" 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Skyler patiently replied, "Daddy can’t be sure right now, but it’ll be as soon as possible, maybe three or four months."

"Really just three or four months?"

Skyler let out a laugh, gently wiping away the tears at his daughter’s eye corner, continuing to coax, "Maybe even shorter, just two or three months."

Marilyn was finally convinced by her father. Resting on her father’s shoulder, she choked up and said, "You have to keep your word!"

Skyler hugged his daughter, laughing softly, "When has Daddy ever lied to you?"

Standing aside, Christine watched Skyler successfully soothe their daughter. A faint smile appeared on her face, but in her heart, there was an inexplicable sadness.

This sadness might be because Skyler was working hard to persuade them to return to Y City, or maybe... because she really had to leave him.

Marilyn finally broke into a smile through her tears.

Skyler affectionately kissed his daughter.

Marie said sensibly, "Daddy, Mommy, you two chat... I’ll go to my room and pack my things."

Christine nodded, "Go on!"

Marilyn ran off sensibly.

The room suddenly quieted down, and Christine, alone with Skyler, felt somewhat unaccustomed.

"Uh, aren’t you going out tonight?"

Christine found a topic to break the silence.

"If I go out, how will I send you to the airport in the morning?" Skyler said calmly, walking into the room and casually picking up a financial magazine to sit down on the sofa.

Indeed, he had to go through the whole act. If Skyler didn’t see them off in the morning, it might be hard to justify.

So, Christine didn’t refuse.

She closed the door of the room, which Skyler hadn’t closed, and without saying much more to him, she continued packing her luggage.

Her clothes were not too much, and she had packed it all into the suitcase quickly.

"Do you still have money?"

As Christine finished packing and was about to take a shower and go to bed early, Skyler spoke up as she was about to walk into the bathroom.

Christine paused for a second, turned to face him, and nodded slightly, "The card you gave me last time in HN is still with me. Don’t worry, I won’t be stingy in spending your money for your daughter’s sake."

Skyler responded with a light "Hmm," his gaze fixed on the financial magazine on his phone from beginning to end.

Seeing that Skyler had nothing more to say, Christine turned to walk towards the bathroom with her pajamas.

For some reason, as she entered the bathroom, her heart suddenly ached.

The endurance she had developed for such pain played its part at this moment. She walked into the bathroom as if nothing had happened, yet suddenly, a wave of intense pain surged. A feeling almost suffocating spread through her chest. She couldn’t help but let out an "Ah," her pajamas falling to the ground as she clutched her chest, her body slowly collapsing to the ground, unable to support itself.

Skyler raised his eyes to her when he heard her cry of pain.

At first, he didn’t think much of it, but seeing Christine squatting on the floor and not getting up for a long time, he furrowed his brow, set down the magazine, and walked towards her.

Christine was crouching on the floor. The moment she heard his footsteps approach, she had already released her hand clutching her chest, despite the unbearable pain.

Seeing her furrowed brows and the fine sweat on her forehead from enduring physical discomfort, Skyler instinctively squatted down, supporting her, "What’s wrong?"