"Don't cry..." Skyler Jones wiped away the tears rolling from Christine Quinn's eyes with heartache, holding her tightly in his arms, gently resting his chin on her forehead, and apologized, "It's not that I don't want our child, it's that we're not ready for one right now..."
"Why?" Christine looked at Skyler with her eyes full of loss.
Skyler said, "You should know that your body is not suitable for pregnancy..."
"I'm fine now..."
"But I can't let you take that risk." Skyler pulled Christine away, looking at her with pity.
Christine looked steadily at Skyler's troubled face, her throat choked, unable to speak.
Skyler gazed at Christine with deep affection, "Heaven knows how much I want to have another child with you, but I can't ignore your health... Do you remember what you went through when you gave birth to Marie? You almost died on the operating table due to a heart attack... How can I be at ease letting you get pregnant with such risks?"
