Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 793 - 410: Extra: Seeking Her Forgiveness (1-2)

Rebecca Quentin suddenly lifted her eyes, inadvertently meeting Skyler Jones’s gaze as he opened the door.

Skyler Jones’s perpetually calm eyes showed no significant change. Rebecca couldn’t help but want to grab Skyler and scold him fiercely, but her restless body was tightly held by Howard Geoffrey.

Rebecca fiercely glared at Skyler Jones, since she couldn’t take action, she could only vent through words, "Are you satisfied now, Skyler Jones? Are you satisfied now? Over the years, you’ve always hoped my sister wouldn’t do well, always wishing she’d stay far away from you. Now you’ve finally gotten what you wanted... you can finally live your colorful life!!"

"Becca!" Howard Geoffrey sternly reminded Rebecca.

Rebecca struggled to suppress the anger in her chest, and only then did she refrain from losing her temper, although her eyes continued to glare at Skyler with hatred.

Skyler looked at Rebecca’s pale, weak face, and for a moment, he had an illusion, thinking she was Christine Quinn. But when Rebecca looked at him with such hatred, he realized that she wasn’t Christine, for Christine’s eyes never held any hatred for him.

Skyler stood quietly in place, his eyes deep and distant.

On closer inspection, one would notice that Skyler was still wearing clothes from three days ago; he, who was always clean, had allowed himself not to change for three days, his hair no longer in its usual style, and the faint stubble on his chin seemed to emphasize that his past three days hadn’t been good either...

"Bro, I need to talk to you," Howard said to Skyler.

Skyler nodded slightly, then took a step, "I’ll wait for you downstairs."

In the hotel’s first-floor lounge, Skyler sat quietly by the window, a lit cigarette beside him.

Howard walked over and sat opposite Skyler.

Skyler cast a glance at Howard, "How is Becca doing?"

Howard’s eyes were sharp and cold, his thin lips indifferent, "She’s not well. Ever since she learned about Christine, she’s been crying non-stop... I couldn’t resist her, so I brought her to London to find you. I barely convinced her to go to the hotel room to sleep for a bit."

Skyler leaned back against the chair, took a puff of his cigarette, and said indifferently, "There’s no reason not to find her, unless... someone deliberately hid her away."

Howard frowned, scrutinizing his perceptive brother, and let out a light laugh, "Are you comforting yourself now?"

Skyler also regarded Howard with skeptical eyes.

Both wore similar expressions, each trying to see through the other’s mind.

Unfortunately, their skill in seeing through people didn’t apply between brothers.

"Bro, it took me eight years to let go of my hatred, and you did it in just a year... your concern for Christine had long surpassed everything. Why do you still refuse to admit your feelings for Christine, why do you keep avoiding it? If you could be open with her, understand her past frustration, realize how much she’s given for you over the years, you would know that she has always loved you deeply..."

Skyler’s stern face showed no change, he replied coldly, "I don’t want to hear this."

Howard narrowed his sharp eyes, "I’m not a sentimental person, nor do I care to preach here... what I want to tell you is, if a person cannot face his true inner feelings, he will ultimately lose many important people in his life due to avoidance... if you still want to find Christine, then show your sincerity, let her feel her importance to you from wherever she might be in the world... you need to know that if there’s anyone who can bring her back, it can only be you."

A flash of agitation crossed Skyler’s dark eyes, the coldness replaced by depth.

Howard stood up, and before turning away, he left one last remark, "She’s been gone for three days; even if someone saved her, given her weak body, can she endure these remaining days? If she accidentally faints in some unnoticed corner and quietly passes away, ask yourself, can you really live the rest of your life without regret?" 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

No one noticed that as Howard said these words, Skyler’s indifferent gaze gradually became blurred, eventually showing depression.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, at that moment, when Howard spoke of her possibly quietly dying in some unnoticed corner, his heart tightened painfully.

A sharp pain pierced his heart, and in that second, he had no choice but to admit――

All these years, the emotions he thought he had forgotten actually existed profoundly in his heart, he just didn’t want to acknowledge them...

Christine Quinn...

His world had long been accustomed to her presence, if he truly lost her one day, what would he do?

"Mr. Jones, a witness reported seeing a slender, beautiful Oriental woman sitting on a bench by the street three days ago on London’s XX Avenue... because she appeared very weak and refused all help, it prompted a bystander’s call to the police, but by the time officers arrived, she was already gone..."

"Are you sure it was her?"

"We can’t confirm it yet; I’m negotiating with the police, hoping to get the surveillance record from XX Avenue..."

"Alright, give me an update as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Ending the call, Skyler leaned against the chair by the hotel’s floor-to-ceiling window, staring absentmindedly at the bustling city below.

Suddenly, a "ding" from his phone brought him back. He casually picked up the red phone placed next to him.

Her phone received an image message... it was a trivial picture message.

He dejectedly put the phone back, but before putting it away, he suddenly held her phone before his eyes, as if guided, and opened the app storing her photos.

To his utter surprise――

Her phone had no pictures of her, just a single photo stored, and that photo was of them taken at an amusement park during Marie’s birthday, taken in a photo booth.

Back then, she was leaning close to him, smiling faintly.

Hotel.

In the vast room, Skyler sat alone on the sofa, not far away, the TV broadcasted footage from the London Police that his subordinates obtained of XX Avenue’s surveillance records.