Although she was immune to his indifference, today, somehow it still hurt a bit.
Perhaps after the body becomes fragile, the heart follows suit...
Thinking of Marie, Christine Quinn took a deep breath, then lifted the hem of her gown and stepped forward to catch up with Skyler Jones.
Leaving the villa and getting into the car, to avoid the awkwardness of being alone with Skyler Jones in the compartment, Christine Quinn had to keep looking out the window.
Skyler Jones drove personally, the car smoothly heading down the road toward the city.
The compartment held the faint scent of her perfume, and his pleasant male fragrance, allowing them both to feel each other's presence, yet the atmosphere was eerily cold.
Finally, Christine Quinn broke the silence, "Actually... have you ever thought that you're not young anymore and should find someone to spend your life with?"
