Fortunately, her heart showed no abnormalities, Christine Quinn breathed a sigh of relief, then she dried the tears from the corners of her eyes and face, trying to tell herself not to be heartbroken.
Coming out of the elevator, she could see from afar Howard Geoffrey carefully holding Becca for a walk in the corridor, appearing so considerate and warm. Not wanting her bad mood to affect them, Christine Quinn immediately turned and walked towards the hospital balcony.
The wind on the balcony was strong, lifting Christine Quinn's flowing hair.
She hugged her chest, quietly gazing at the vast city of New York.
Her heart suddenly felt a deep loneliness, she could even imagine her own solitary silhouette at this moment.
His every word to her just now flashed through her mind...
She admitted she had been somewhat unreasonable earlier, but at that moment she really couldn't control her emotions...
