Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO

Chapter 1005 - 517: Side Story: Forever a Happy Family of Four 1

From afar, seeing Christine Quinn’s weak and exhausted state after giving birth, Skyler Jones rushed to Christine’s side like a gust of wind.Christine Quinn heard a slight noise and slowly opened her eyes...

The first thing she saw was Skyler Jones’s handsome face from this morning.

Giving birth had left Christine Quinn feeling like she was completely drained; looking at him, she wanted to speak but found it difficult.

Skyler Jones held Christine’s hand tightly, his voice full of heartache, "Don’t speak, Christine... you were amazing, you made it through."

Christine Quinn’s nose felt a slight tingling sensation, and with her lips pale, she struggled to open them, "Hus... husband."

Skyler Jones bowed his head to give Christine Quinn a peck, "I’m here..."

"Do I look... really bad right now?" With great effort, Christine Quinn managed to utter this sentence completely.

Skyler Jones quickly shook his head, "No, you’re beautiful... you’re more beautiful now than ever." With tenderness, he brushed away a few strands of hair blocking Christine’s eyes and kissed her again.

"You’re lying... I must look awful right now..."

"Silly, you’ve just done the most incredible thing in this world, and you’re radiating beauty."

Christine Quinn raised her hand to gently caress Skyler Jones’s face, "I want to hear you say ’I love you’ to me..."

Skyler Jones leaned against Christine’s side, gazing deeply at her, "I love you, I love you... Christine Quinn, I love you... you’re the only one I’ll ever love in this life... I love you..."

Moved to tears, Christine Quinn’s eyes brimmed over. All the hardships she had just endured were worth it at this moment.

"What about the baby?" Christine suddenly asked.

"She’s... she’s outside."

"Can you bring the baby in for me to see, please?"

"Okay, but..."

"Hmm?"

Skyler Jones lowered his head in frustration and said, "The nurse might have made a mistake, they brought out a boy... but we clearly have a daughter."

Upon hearing this, Christine’s weak face surprisingly broke into a smile.

"You’re so silly..."

"Hmm?"

"I was tricking you... husband, we have a boy..."

What?

Skyler Jones’s eyes widened. A boy?

Christine laughed. Her husband really was easy to fool.

"Sis, you didn’t see, brother-in-law’s expression was hilarious just now. He didn’t even dare recognize his own son..."

While everyone was visiting Christine in the ward, Rebecca Quentin teased Skyler Jones, who was clutching his son, unwilling to let go.

Having regained some color through intravenous nutrition, Christine struggled to contain her laughter.

"Husband, why do you think brother-in-law became so gullible?" Rebecca laughed so hard she lost her breath, turning to ask her deeply affectionate husband beside her.

"Have I ever been wise since I met you?"

Howard Geoffrey’s words sounded like a complaint but felt more like affection.

Compared to Christine, Rebecca was more mischievous, often "bullying" Howard and "deceiving" him as well.

But Howard just fell for her nonsense...

It seems that, indeed, in this world, one thing conquers another.

Rebecca proudly raised her chin, "What, do you have something to say?"

"No way..."

While Howard and Rebecca were flirting, Skyler Jones was obliviously holding his second child...

When he took the child from his mother’s hands, his eyes shone with emotional tears.

This is Christine Quinn’s hard-won miracle, carried and nurtured amidst danger for ten months.

It’s her and Christine’s son.

"Wife, did you see? His eyes look a lot like yours." Skyler Jones joyfully showed the child to his wife.

Christine Quinn didn’t have the strength to examine the child’s features; she just looked at Skyler Jones’s excited gaze and fell asleep satisfied.

That night, Christine Quinn was startled awake.

She was initially dazed and in a mental fog, taking several seconds to clear her mind and confirm she heard the faint cry of a baby.

Was it her baby?

Christine Quinn, with her still not fully recovered body after childbirth, slowly sat up off the bed.

The child’s cries faded from her ears, returning to silence once again.

Christine looked around...

In the spacious ward, there was a corner by the wall lit by a dim bedside lamp, warmly highlighting the silhouette of a man sitting by the cradle.

It’s Oversky!

He hadn’t noticed that she was awake, gently rocking the cradle while closely examining his child.

The way he looked at the baby was so tender, his eyes filled with paternal love and affection, even with a faint smile on his lips.