CHAPTER 191: CHAPTER 106: RUNNING AWAY WITH THE BABY (PART 2)

Rebecca Quentin kept shaking her head, "Please let me retain the last shred of dignity!"

Skyler Jones suddenly pulled Rebecca Quentin tightly into his embrace, "Why were you so foolish not to tell me you were here to see him?"

Leaning against Skyler Jones’s chest, Rebecca Quentin finally let herself cry freely.

In front of the glass curtain of the "Jennings" club, the tall and upright figure took in the scene below.

Before Skyler Jones arrived, he noticed her trembling body standing by the roadside.

He knew those words hurt her, and perhaps at this moment, she was sobbing uncontrollably in Skyler Jones’s arms...

In fact, he longed to see her handle things with calm indifference...

She would never know that saying such words was not his forte either.

If she were not Vivian Lindsey’s daughter, and he were not Stephen Geoffrey’s son, perhaps their ending could have been different, but...

For over twenty years, his heart had already lost its softness.

Inside the car.

Rebecca Quentin’s mood gradually calmed down, and she quietly wiped away the lingering tears from the corners of her eyes.

Skyler Jones looked at her through the rearview mirror and spoke softly, "Shall I take you back to the apartment?"

"Wait a moment, Oversky, I have something to tell you."

"Hmm."

Biting her lip, Rebecca Quentin seemed to hesitate before saying, "Have I been bothering you these days?"

Skyler Jones turned his face, nervously saying, "Why would you say that?"

Rebecca Quentin slowly lowered her gaze, "Oversky, I must honestly tell you, I didn’t come to Y City because you were here, but because you could offer me a light and stable-income job."

"I know."

"In fact, I could have found a job to make ends meet in T City as well, but right now... I can only handle such an easy job."

Skyler Jones gently held Rebecca Quentin’s shoulder, "Fool, if you were alone in T City, I’d be more worried."

Rebecca Quentin looked up to meet Skyler Jones’s deeply affectionate and gentle eyes, biting her lip as she whispered, "Why are you so good to me?"

"Didn’t you always say you see me as a big brother? Is it not normal for a big brother to do these things for you?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head vigorously, "But you don’t really treat me as a sister."

"Yes, from the first moment I saw you, I couldn’t do it."

"Then don’t you know I’m pregnant now, carrying Howard Geoffrey’s child!!" Rebecca Quentin finally shouted.

"I know."

Rebecca Quentin suddenly looked up, puzzled as she looked at Skyler Jones’s calm face, "You..."

Skyler Jones answered faintly, "When we were in T City, I’ve been keeping someone to protect you. I knew when you went to the hospital as well."

After the shock, Rebecca Quentin asked in disbelief, "Since you knew, why did you still take me in?"

"I don’t mind."

"I came to Y City because I wanted to earn some money from you over two or three months, to save more for living abroad, do you understand?" After the Quentin family’s downfall, her life fell into poverty. Although she got a million from Howard Geoffrey, she had already given that money to Aunt Clare, as a guarantee for Aunt Clare for the rest of life. As for the fifty-million card Howard Geoffrey once gave her, and the main card he gave later, she never intentionally used a cent from them. After breaking up with him, she left both cards in his hotel room.

"Precisely because I understand you, I feel even more heartache for you. Do you understand that I want to help you directly, but considering your feelings and pride, I can only endure watching you work hard even while pregnant? Every time you leave my sight, I think, are you nauseous now? You are not in good health, what if you faint in the bathroom?"

"Don’t say any more, Oversky, I really never thought I’d cause you so much trouble." She thought she was just here to work.

Skyler Jones squeezed Rebecca Quentin’s shoulders tightly, "No, these are not troubles for me. I should be the one feeling guilty... If I hadn’t insisted on competing with Howard Geoffrey, after you came back from the island, I wouldn’t have allowed him to take you, because I knew very well he might be trying to use you against me, but I was still full of confidence, thinking that as long as I won against him, you would naturally come back to me. I never thought it would cause you such harm..."

"You bear no responsibility, it’s my own foolishness..."

"Becca..." Once again pulling Rebecca Quentin into his arms, Skyler Jones hoarsely said, "Can you give me another chance to take care of you? As for the child in your belly, I can consider it as ours, and I will never let Howard Geoffrey know of its existence!"

Rebecca Quentin gently pushed Skyler Jones away, "You know, I can’t do it. In this lifetime, I never want to get involved in romantic affairs again..."

"I can wait for you."

"Oversky, actually saying all this to you was not to make you tell me how much you care about me. I just wanted you to know not to waste your time on me, you should cherish what you have."

Skyler Jones’s deep eyes were immersed in indistinguishability, "What do you really want to tell me?"

"Howard Geoffrey told me you are Marilyn Quinn’s father, so why don’t you spend your time taking care of Christine Quinn and her mother?" She had always been doubtful about Christine Quinn’s child, and once asked Howard Geoffrey on the island. Howard Geoffrey answered her head-on, although he did not elaborate, she knew he wouldn’t lie about this because he cared so deeply about the enmity of the previous generation. He wouldn’t allow Christine Quinn to be pregnant!

Rebecca Quentin never expected that at this moment, Skyler Jones’s eyes would widen, and he slowly loosened his grip on Rebecca Quentin’s hand, awestruck in his seat.

That afternoon, Rebecca Quentin didn’t go to "Oversky" again...

After returning to the apartment, thinking about Skyler Jones’s reaction when he found out that Marilyn was his child, Rebecca Quentin anxiously gave Christine Quinn a call.

On the other side of the world, Christine Quinn seemed to be woken from her sleep, her tone lazy, "Hello..."

"It’s me."

Hearing Rebecca Quentin’s voice, Christine Quinn’s tone turned unfriendly, "What do you want? If you’re calling to question why I helped Howard Geoffrey deceive you last time, it’s because Howard Geoffrey forced me to, he blackmailed me using Marie!"