Christine Quinn’s acting was not bad, she actually fooled Skyler Jones.

Skyler resolutely answered, "I originally wanted to be honest with you about this, but then I thought there was no need to be honest. I was thinking, if you asked, I would tell you the truth."

"Go ahead, I’m listening."

Skyler looked deeply into Christine Quinn’s eyes and earnestly, clearly said, "That day was my birthday, and all of you had carefully prepared to celebrate for me. But at that time, blinded by hatred, I was unwilling to accept your care, while actually, I was lonely inside... That night I didn’t meet Jennifer Douglas, I found a place to drink alone and had a lot of alcohol. I vaguely remember going to Jennifer’s place, but it was out of spite..."

"Spite for what?"

"Because I didn’t want to admit to myself that I still cared about you... Do you know, when I was drunk, all I could think about was you, especially that night, I recalled many of our past memories... I was in a terrible mood that night, as if in a fit of pique, I had Justin drive me to Jennifer Douglas’s place... I was very aware that she was Jennifer, so I forced myself to get close to her, trying to prove to myself that I had moved on from you..."

"So that night with Jennifer Douglas..."

"Christine, I don’t want to lie to you, that night I really felt as if you were beside me, my body reacted, and with the influence of alcohol, I couldn’t control myself... I don’t know if I mistook Jennifer for you, but when I woke up, she was gone. After sex, I called her, she said that nothing inappropriate happened between us..."

Christine Quinn froze in Skyler’s embrace, dazedly staring at him.

Skyler tenderly cupped Christine Quinn’s face, his voice hoarse with guilt, "Christine, I swear I’ve never had those kinds of thoughts about Jennifer, that night felt like a dream, and in my dreams, the person has always been you... Even when I woke up, I thought you were beside me, I..."

"Stop it, don’t say it..." Christine Quinn suddenly clasped her head and shook it vigorously, "I don’t want to hear it..."

"Christine..."

"Woo..." Christine finally began to weep uncontrollably.

Skyler held Christine lovingly, letting her lean against the headboard, encircling her shaking body tightly, repeatedly whispering apologies, "I’m sorry, baby, I’m sorry..."

Christine said nothing more to Skyler, just continued to cry.

From loud sobs initially to silent tears later, she never blamed him, but her tear-filled eyes never regaining focus.

"Christine, Christine..."

Eventually, under his repeated calls, she focused her dazed gaze at him.

His hoarse voice reluctantly came out, "That night might have only been a very vivid dream...

Christine finally rasped out, "Do you believe it?"

"I do... because I would never touch another woman, even when unconscious."

"But what if you had?"

"There’s no if, I trust my subconscious."

"Can I really trust you?"

Skyler kissed Christine’s salty lips, "Baby, you have to trust me, though I truly don’t know what happened that night, I swear, my heart belongs only to you. If I, Skyler Jones, have ever been tempted by another woman, may I be punished by being kicked out..."

"Don’t say that." Christine stopped Skyler from speaking more self-cursing words, choking up, "I don’t want you saying such self-cursing things..."

Skyler adjusted Christine’s position so they faced each other, sincerely saying, "I just want you to believe..."

Christine’s nose tinged with sourness once again.

Skyler quickly pulled Christine into his arms, closing his eyes, whispering in her ear, "I don’t want to settle for other women in the world, the woman I want is only you."

Christine cried on Skyler’s shoulder, gradually holding onto him...

Finally getting her response, he joyfully hugged her tighter, constantly whispering apologies in her ear...

This night finally passed.

The next day.

After last night’s events, Skyler was more attentive to Christine.

When Christine woke early, she found herself still in Skyler’s embrace, and he hadn’t slept, watching her all night with open eyes.

"You... didn’t sleep at all last night?" Christine asked, looking at Skyler’s red eyes from staying up.

Skyler nodded.

Christine frowned, "Why didn’t you sleep?"

Skyler bowed his head and placed a kiss on Christine’s forehead, softly saying, "I was scared you’d leave while I was asleep."

Seeing his loss of usual pride and confidence, his eyes filled with the cautiousness and panic of a child, she suddenly reached out to hug him, "You’re so silly... I never said I’d leave you."

"I can’t be without you, Christine, I..."

"Stop it... let’s pretend that never happened and never mention it again."

"Okay."

Christine tenderly stroked his face that seemed to thin from staying up all night, her heart aching, "Who’s as silly as you? If I really wanted to leave, do you think you could stop me?"

He nervously wrapped his arms around her waist, "You’re not really going to leave, right?"

Christine pinched Skyler’s face, "I can’t bear to leave you, let alone Marie..."

Skyler finally smiled, "Even if you wanted to leave, it’s a delusion, I won’t let you leave me ever again."

"So, can I take a step away now, get up, shower, and then go to the hospital to see Becca?"

"Let’s go together!"

"Huh?"

True to his word, Skyler wasn’t willing to leave Christine for a moment, carrying her to the bathroom.

In the morning bathroom, it welcomed the loving laughter of a man and woman.

Hospital.

In the ward, Christine was contentedly teasing the newborn baby in her arms, "Hey, little princess, you’re so cute, open your eyes to see Auntie, don’t be such a sleepyhead, little lazy bug..."

Rebecca Quentin leaned against the headboard; seeing Christine teasing her daughter, her face showed no hint of a smile.

Christine couldn’t help but say, "Rebecca Quentin, enough already... I’m standing right in front of you, so don’t look so sad. I’m tough, not so easy to die."