Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 740 - 384: Extra: If Your Heart Says No, Think About How to Make Amends

Chapter 740: Chapter 384: Extra: If Your Heart Says No, Think About How to Make Amends

"That’s because your aunt has a good temper, Mommy’s temper isn’t as good as your aunt’s."

"Mommy..." Marilyn reached out to encircle Christine Quinn’s neck.

Christine Quinn gently cupped her daughter’s face, "Hmm?"

"Mommy, you have to promise me..."

"Promise you what?"

"Promise me not to argue with Daddy anymore."

Actually, a child’s heart is the most fragile, and when parents argue, the first to be hurt is the child.

Christine Quinn detected the anxiety in Marie’s heart. She looked up at her daughter and apologized, "Mommy guarantees that even if there are disagreements with Daddy, Mommy won’t argue with Daddy. Mommy and Daddy will sit down and talk it out, alright?"

Marie snuggled into Christine Quinn’s embrace, nodding vigorously.

"Mommy will apologize to Daddy later; I shouldn’t have gotten physical with Daddy last night..."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh."

Children are the easiest to pacify. At this moment, Marilyn had already forgotten about her parents’ argument last night and was playing with Andrew in the living room.

Christine Quinn sat nearby, contentedly watching her daughter’s lively and lovable demeanor.

"Sis." Rebecca Quentin suddenly called out.

"Hmm?"

"What’s up with you today? You’ve been staring at your daughter the whole time."

Christine Quinn turned her head to look at her sister and said with a smile, "I feel that children are a balm for worries; no matter what troubles and worries you have at the moment, as soon as you see a child, you’ll feel that those worries are fleeting clouds."

Rebecca Quentin picked up a fruit from the coffee table and took a bite, "Why did you suddenly have such an insight?"

"It’s nothing... By the way, why didn’t you have breakfast?"

"I don’t have much appetite."

"So you’re eating such sour pears that could make your teeth fall out?"

"Uh..." Rebecca Quentin paused in biting the pear and suddenly looked at Christine Quinn.

Christine Quinn chuckled, "I think... you should go to the hospital for a checkup."

Rebecca Quentin excitedly put down the pear, "Now that you say it, I remembered — I haven’t had my period this month."

"Congratulations, dear sister, your wish is coming true."

"I..." Having been expecting this for so long, Rebecca Quentin found herself somewhat at a loss when it actually happened.

"Go to the hospital for a checkup quickly... Give Howard Geoffrey a surprise."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh... Sis, will you accompany me to the hospital?"

"Sure, but it’ll have to be in the afternoon; I have a meeting in the morning."

"A meeting?" Rebecca Quentin’s eyes sparked with curiosity, "Mr. Gibson?"

"Not him, it’s a woman."

"Then I’m not interested."

Even in a humble corner of the open-air coffee shop, the elegant Jennifer Douglas in her white dress remained strikingly noticeable.

Christine Quinn spotted her immediately.

"Sorry for being late, there was traffic on the road."

"It’s okay, I’m not a stickler for small matters," Jennifer Douglas said, asking the service staff to bring Christine Quinn a hot drink.

"I think you should know the reason I’m meeting you."

Jennifer Douglas elegantly set down her coffee and leaned back into the soft seat, "Looks like you had a fight with Oversky."

"Indeed, we argued fiercely."

"I admit it was intentional, out of jealousy that you could attend such an important banquet with him by his side."

Christine Quinn scrutinized Jennifer Douglas in front of her.

Born with an elegant and noble demeanor, both gentle and charming in her gestures, and those beautiful, captivating eyes.

She couldn’t help but admit that Skyler Jones’s taste wasn’t bad. Besides her beautiful appearance, Jennifer Douglas at least wasn’t the usual brainless pretty woman.

"Thank you for being honest with me, so I’ll be honest with you... You don’t need to continue trying to create misunderstandings between Skyler Jones and me, like lipstick marks or feigning pity. I can tell you solemnly, my marriage with Skyler Jones is just an agreement, we don’t have feelings for each other. So, what you’re doing is meaningless to me."

Jennifer Douglas raised an eyebrow, "A contract marriage?"

Christine Quinn then took a document from her bag and handed it to Jennifer Douglas.

Jennifer Douglas’s body slightly tensed after reading it.

Christine Quinn calmly stated, "Our marriage is primarily for my daughter; she has a heart condition. Although she had surgery, she still needs a six-month observation period. Skyler and I mutually agree not to cause any emotional stress to her in the upcoming six months, so we’re temporarily maintaining this marriage."

"So, you’re not here today to hold me accountable, but rather to clearly express your stance?"

Christine Quinn nodded, "I just hope to peacefully get through the next five months. During this period, how you and Skyler Jones develop your relationship is none of my business, but I hope you keep it low-key and don’t hurt my daughter."