Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 723 - 375: Extra: Let’s Have a Six-Month Truce, Okay? (Part 2)

Chapter 723: Chapter 375: Extra: Let’s Have a Six-Month Truce, Okay? (Part 2)

Skyler Jones glanced at Christine Quinn for about a second, his eyes so deep that it couldn’t convey any emotion, and after Christine stared steadily at him, he stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel, and drove away.

The car sped away in Christine Quinn’s line of sight.

Christine Quinn continued to look at where Skyler had just been, a faint pain surfacing somewhere in her heart. She reached out to cover her chest, and after the pain in her heart slowly subsided, she lifted her head, straightened her shoulders, and calmly walked into the villa.

Under the glass curtain, Christine Quinn’s frail and slender figure walked into the villa.

Rebecca Quentin turned her head to look at the handsome side profile next to her, "Howard Geoffrey, are you sure we’re really helping them?"

Howard Geoffrey gently tightened his arms around his sweet wife, looking at her lovely face, he couldn’t resist giving her a light peck on the cheek, and in a magnetic, soft voice, he said, "Have I ever done anything without certainty?"

"But Christine didn’t come back last night, and Mr. Jones slept peacefully at home all night..." Rebecca said this with obvious displeasure in her tone.

Howard Geoffrey remained as composed as ever, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, "When you tried to test him, didn’t he already show signs of nervousness?"

"That’s because he was worried he wouldn’t be able to explain how he came back alone last night."

"But you can’t deny he was holding a car key."

"What do you mean?"

Howard Geoffrey smiled faintly, "If you don’t care about someone, why get up early to drive out looking for them? And, it’s someone he doesn’t care about at all."

"Okay, I admit that when I spoke to him earlier, he was obviously a bit anxious... But that doesn’t prove he cares about my sister, maybe he’s more afraid Marie will wake up and look for her afterward."

Howard Geoffrey smiled lightly while lovingly kissed his sweet wife’s incessantly chatting lips, suddenly speaking with deep ambiguity, "Sweetheart, have I ever told you that actually, my brother is much smarter than me."

Rebecca nodded, "You’ve always said that."

"My brother has never lost to anyone in his life, including me."

"Actually, what I’ve never understood is how someone like Mr. Jones, with intelligence and strategy not inferior to yours, could be controlled by M?"

"Because of your sister."

"My sister?" Rebecca exclaimed in surprise and widened her eyes, "How?"

Howard Geoffrey cast his gaze forward, his eyes gradually becoming distant, "Because my brother once regarded your sister as his life, and your sister ’betrayed’ him."

Christine Quinn had just walked into the villa when a handsome little figure ran toward her.

"Auntie..."

Christine Quinn squatted down and picked up little Andy who had rushed into her arms. "Little darling, awake so early, where’s your mommy?"

"Mommy and daddy are talking in the room."

"Then... does the little darling want to find someone to play with?"

Andrew nodded vigorously.

Christine Quinn said in a childlike voice, "But Auntie’s clothes haven’t been changed, all dirty... Let’s let Auntie take a bath first and then play with little darling, okay?" She was still wearing last night’s dress, not comfortable at all.

"Can Auntie ask Marie to play with Andy?"

"Okay, Auntie will call that little lazybug down."

"But I’m afraid Marie won’t play with me."

Christine Quinn frowned slightly, "Why would that be?"

Andrew leaned close to Christine’s ear and whispered, "I saw Marie crying last night."

"Crying?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Yeah..."

Christine Quinn carried Andrew to Marie’s room.

Marie was already up, and as Christine came in, she was learning to fold the quilt.

Christine happily watched her daughter’s well-behaved and sensible manner, then said to Andrew in her arms, "Little darling, your sister is already up, go play with her!"

Upon hearing her mother’s voice, Marie turned around and sweetly called out, "Mommy."

Christine Quinn smiled gently, setting down Andrew, who was eager to play with his sister, and watched the little guy happily run toward Marie.

Marie took Andrew’s chubby little arm, her face showing sisterly affection.

Christine approached Marie, looking at her daughter who resembled herself, and kindly asked, "Andy said you cried last night, what happened?"

"I had a nightmare last night, I dreamed that daddy didn’t want mommy and me anymore..."

Christine lovingly rubbed her daughter’s hair, "Silly girl, why would daddy not want us? Daddy loves us the most!"

Marie nestled into her mother’s arms, slowly closing her eyes, "Mommy, promise me you won’t leave daddy again."

"Hmm."

With her mother’s reassuring answer, Marie finally smiled.

Christine gently kissed her daughter’s forehead, "Little kids shouldn’t overthink, that way you won’t have nightmares at night, be good..."

"Play with your brother for a while, mommy will come to join you soon."

"Okay."

Back in her room, Christine found a set of casual clothes and headed to the bathroom.

The feeling after a bath was great, the heaviness in her heart alleviated a lot.

Christine dried her still-damp hair as she walked out of the bathroom, and when she saw the man’s robe he’d changed out of on the sofa, she paused slightly in her movements.

Suddenly, she put down the towel and sat at the edge of the bed.

The robe with a hint of his body temperature indicated he seemed to have slept very well last night...

Sure enough, his words proved true――

You must think my revenge against you is born of love turning to hate? You’re wrong, Christine Quinn, I never truly cared about you from the beginning...

If it truly were ’love turned to hate,’ at least there would be some traces of care, right!

Facts showed that in the past, it really was she who misunderstood.

There was no ’love turned to hate,’ indeed there never was love, let alone hate.

To him, she was only a mere revenge target, a proud man who wouldn’t easily let go of the woman who caused him to lose once in his proud life, feeling she left a stain.

It’s time to wake up...

Christine Quinn, you should thank him for not hiding it from you all your life, otherwise, foolishly, you might have spent all your life in guilt and self-blame for him...

Now, you can finally let go of everything.