Christine Quinn gazed fixedly at Skyler Jones, her voice growing hoarser, "I don't have the courage to ask you... because I don't want to hear you admit that you like another woman."
"So you left on your own, abandoning the child, ignoring everything?"
Christine sobbed, wiping the tears from her cheeks, shaking her head fiercely, "I wasn't ignoring everything... I just wanted some time alone because I really couldn't face you at that time, and I knew Mom and Becca would take good care of Marie..."
Skyler Jones didn't speak anymore, but his stern expression exuded a sense of impending danger.
The atmosphere became as heavy as lead.
Christine dared not lift her eyes to look at him, sensing the coldness in his gaze.
Just when the atmosphere was at a standstill, a knock on the door was heard.
It was clear that the lawyer whom Skyler Jones had invited was here.
