Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 754 - 391: Extra: His Sarcasm 2

However, Jennifer Douglas snatched the phone away, casually throwing it aside, her hands continuing to hook around Skyler Jones’s neck to pull him down.

Skyler Jones bent down, speaking to Jennifer Douglas, who had eyes as enchanting as silk below him, "I must get this call."

Jennifer Douglas saw the warning in Skyler Jones’s eyes, and slowly unwrapped her hands from him like vines untying.

Skyler Jones straightened his suit, picked up the phone at the side, stood up, and pressed the answer button. "Hello."

"Daddy, why did you take so long to answer the phone..." Marie’s anxious voice came from the phone.

"I’m sorry, Daddy..."

"Daddy, Mommy is missing, I can’t find Mommy..."

"What?" Skyler Jones frowned.

Marilyn Quinn let out between sobs, "Mommy doesn’t know where she went, I can’t reach her on the phone either, and it’s already nine at night now..."

"Did you ask the servants at home?"

"They all said Mommy went out... but Mommy usually comes back very early even if she goes out, she’s never stayed out until night..." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Didn’t you see her at all when you got home from school today?"

"Mm, mm."

"Don’t worry for now, listen to Daddy, go back to your room and do your homework, Mommy will be fine."

"But I’m so scared..."

"There are so many servants at home, if you’re really scared, Daddy will call someone to look for Mommy, then call you to chat, okay?"

"Okay... Daddy, you need to find Mommy quickly, I miss Mommy..."

"Mm, good, go back to your room and do your homework first."

After ending the call with Marie, the frown on Skyler Jones’s brow deepened.

Jennifer Douglas stood beside Skyler Jones with her arms crossed, curiously asking, "What’s wrong, your wife is missing?"

"It’s my private matter, you’d better not ask." He said this indifferently, and Skyler Jones placed the phone he dialed again to his ear.

Sure enough, Christine Quinn’s phone was turned off.

Skyler Jones cursed impatiently, dialing another number.

After the call connected, he ordered coldly to the person on the other end, "Check Christine Quinn’s whereabouts."

Y City, XX Hospital.

Christine Quinn stared blankly at the ceiling of the hospital room, her face as pale as if drained of all blood.

Jonathon Gibson sat on the edge of the bed, tightly clenching his fists, his eyes moist.

"Doctor, is there any way?"

"I’m sorry, Mr. Gibson, since Miss Quinn already had a heart transplant before and it didn’t work well, this only shows that her body can’t accept the transplanted organ, so even if Miss Quinn has surgery, it would be futile..."

"I don’t care, no matter how much it costs, I want you to cure her!!"

"I’m sorry, I think no hospital in the world can do anything about this..."

The doctor’s words repeated over and over in Jonathon Gibson’s ear, his eyes filled with tears, but he could only grit his teeth tightly.

"Jonathon, what time is it now?" Christine Quinn suddenly asked.

Jonathon Gibson shouted angrily, "At a time like this, you’re asking such irrelevant questions, do you know you’re dying soon?"

Christine Quinn calmly said, "The doctor told me more than two months ago that my body wouldn’t last a year... I just didn’t expect the situation to worsen so fast, leaving only three short months!"

Jonathon Gibson hit the white wall beside him hard with a fist, gritting his teeth as he said, "You should have stayed in the hospital, why did you spend more than two months outside?"

"Jonathon, don’t be sad for me... actually, it’s already a miracle that I’ve lived till now."

"No..." Jonathon Gibson leaned in to grasp Christine Quinn’s hand, wrapping her coldness in his own warm palm, firmly saying, "Your life’s not going to stop here, I absolutely won’t allow it!!"

"Jonathon..."

"Damn it, just stop talking, lie down properly... I swear, you will live a long life."

Christine Quinn kept reminding herself not to cry, but at that moment watching Jonathon Gibson cry like a big boy, tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes. She stifled the choking in her throat, responding in a lightly amused tone, "Do you know, you look really awful right now..."

Jonathon Gibson kissed Christine Quinn’s hand, his heart aching indescribably.

Christine Quinn laughed and said, "I told you not to contact Hilda, otherwise that girl would definitely be just like you are now..."

"Christine..."

Jonathon Gibson looked at Christine Quinn with eyes full of regret and guilt.