Skyler Jones turned to Christine Quinn, holding her gently, "Sweetheart, you haven’t told me yet, what were you trying to say to me just now?"

Oh...

That’s right, she hadn’t finished what she wanted to say earlier.

However, at this very moment, she suddenly didn’t want to tell him...

She had always wanted to find the right moment to tell him about her physical condition, but somehow never found the right opportunity...

Just now, in the heat of the moment, she was extremely eager to tell him, to prepare his mind, but when she saw his instantly dimmed expression, she became fearful.

She couldn’t tell him...

If she told him now, the days they had would be overshadowed by sadness.

She and he had missed out on so many years, and had finally welcomed a moment of sweet happiness; how could she cruelly end it all?

She longed to be cherished and adored like a normal person... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

She longed to feel like a normal married couple with him...

She longed to lean happily against his warm chest as she was now...

She knew that he would be the same; if he knew her body was rejecting again, he would surely worry, would surely be upset, and all the beauty before them seemed to collapse instantaneously...

Moreover, Becca was about to welcome a new addition to the family; everyone was immersed in this joy, how could she let everyone worry about her at this time?

After contemplating for a while, Christine Quinn finally slowly said, "I was just wanting to tell you that these past two days, I’ve been feeling my body might be uncomfortable..."

Skyler Jones asked nervously, "Where is it uncomfortable? Is it your heart?"

"Hmm, I’m not sure if it’s affected from before, but recently there’s a sort of illusion of heart pain, although my heart hasn’t really hurt..."

Upon hearing Christine Quinn say this, Skyler Jones’s long-tensed brow finally relaxed a little, he hugged her tightly, letting his chin rest on her hair, and murmured, "You scared me... your condition now should be a normal response. After all, having had heart surgery, there’s always a feeling that your heart is missing something, but as long as the heart doesn’t actually ache, it should be fine."

"Maybe I’ve been scared by this heart of mine..."

"You still have the humor to joke, I was nearly scared to death by you."

"My body has long been a ticking time bomb, who knows when it will explode..."

"No..." Skyler Jones’s strong arms tightly wrapped around Christine Quinn, holding her close, his voice hoarse, "Heaven wouldn’t be so cruel to us, it will surely bless us, let us grow old together."

Christine Quinn leaned against Skyler Jones, murmuring, "Growing old together is indeed a very romantic, very beautiful thing..."

He whispered tenderly in her ear, "Would you grow old with me?"

"Is this your belated proposal?"

He laughed, "Do I need to kneel like the male actor in the TV dramas?"

"I don’t want that, it’s too cheesy..."

"As long as you want it, I don’t mind being cheesy."

"I do, of course I do." She turned, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, "I want to happily walk through this life with you." Though her life is very short, having him by her side, she is already content.

He pressed her body down, kissing her deeply...

Since Marie needs to go to school, Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn only let Marie stay in Y City for now, with the family’s servant and Skyler Jones’s personal bodyguard, Justin, taking care of her.

That night, Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn flew to New York.

After about ten hours of flight, Skyler Jones and Christine Quinn arrived in New York at night.

At this moment, in the hospital room...

Howard Geoffrey sat at the bedside, holding the exhausted Rebecca Quentin tightly, repeatedly kissing her sweat-damp hair, "Becca, you’ve worked hard..."

Though Rebecca Quentin was very tired, her pale face managed a satisfied smile.

The baby was currently in the arms of Christine Quinn, and she laughed like a child, teasing the baby, "Hey, little princess... open your eyes and look at Auntie... you’re so cute, a little pink bundle, making people want to kiss you..."

Mrs. Geoffrey stood beside Christine Quinn, with a grandmotherly kindness in her elegance, "It’s hard to see who she resembles now, but her eyes must be like Becca’s, her eyelashes are so long and curled..."

"No matter who she resembles, she’ll definitely be a pretty little princess."