After Howard Geoffrey left, Rebecca Quentin forcefully twisted open the shower valve, tilted her head up, allowing the unfeeling cold water to drench her body inch by inch.
She hoped the cold water could extinguish the fiery anger she had no outlet for...
God knows, every moment spent with him felt like a torment...
She hoped that moment would come quickly because she was barely able to hold on. She no longer wanted to be with him, especially after what happened just now, but... the plan was almost successful. She couldn’t confront him at this critical moment, so let what happened just now be the price she paid for the plan’s success!
Rebecca Quentin was grateful there was Michael Lewis separating her and Howard Geoffrey that night, giving her space to breathe and not continuously face his pretense.
Early in the morning, Roger Leonard came to the hotel to pick up Michael Lewis.
Howard Geoffrey went to the company to deal with business, so Rebecca Quentin carried Michael Lewis to the door.
Seeing Roger Leonard, Rebecca Quentin smiled faintly, "Why so early?"
Roger Leonard replied, "Uncle Lewis and they have dealt with issues and are eager to see Mickey, so they asked me to take Mickey back!"
Rebecca Quentin looked somewhat reluctantly at the wimpy kid in her arms and asked, "Mickey, do you want to go back and see Grandpa and Grandma?"
Michael Lewis nodded.
Rebecca Quentin smiled and kissed Michael Lewis’s handsome little face, saying with a smile, "Alright then, let Uncle Leonard take you home. When Uncle Geoffrey is free, Aunt will accompany him to your house to see you."
Michael Lewis widened his bright black eyes and asked, "Really?"
Unexpectedly, Michael Lewis kissed Rebecca Quentin’s beautiful face, "Auntie, I will wait for you at home."
Roger Leonard exclaimed, "Wow, little guy, you sure have a sweet mouth, even knowing to call her Auntie now..."
Michael Lewis looked proud.
Roger Leonard took Michael Lewis from Rebecca Quentin’s arms, smiled at Rebecca Quentin, and said, "It’s about time, Becca, I have to go now..."
"I’ve been really busy lately, probably won’t be back until you and Dora’s wedding!"
Rebecca Quentin laughed inwardly with disdain, fearing there might not be such a day for her and Howard Geoffrey!
Roger Leonard noticed the slight disdain on Rebecca Quentin’s face and couldn’t help but ask, "Why does it look weird? You are about to marry Dora; you should be happy!"
Rebecca Quentin immediately smiled, "Of course I’m happy. Tomorrow Howard Geoffrey will announce our wedding to everyone!"
"Well, blessings to you and Dora!"
Before leaving, Roger Leonard said another sentence, "Becca, people with high IQ generally don’t have high emotional intelligence, so in terms of relationship, I hope you can be patient with Dora and have faith in your relationship."
"Mickey, say goodbye to Auntie."
Michael Lewis obediently waved, "Auntie, goodbye."
Rebecca Quentin affectionately said, "Good boy."
Roger Leonard then left with Michael Lewis.
Rebecca Quentin stood at the door for a long time, her mind filled with the words Roger Leonard said when he left.
Actually, hadn’t she been patient with him?
If he truly cared about her, not just for the past six years, but even the next sixty years, she would be willing to wait for him. However, the fact is he never truly regarded her in his heart.
She could accept his dislike for her and his resentment towards her due to the grudges of the previous generation, but she couldn’t accept his deceptive pretense...
She believed in him so much, unwaveringly chose to be with him, yet he was just playing with her. She really didn’t understand, why did he treat her this way?
If he truly disliked her because of the grudges of the previous generation, he could have directly stated it, at least it wouldn’t leave her heart feeling as pained as it does now...
Even though Rebecca Quentin felt time was moving slowly, it quietly moved to the day of the plan.
Since the media meeting was scheduled in the afternoon, early in the morning Howard Geoffrey went to the company to handle business, shifting the timing to the afternoon.
At two in the afternoon, Rebecca Quentin stood in front of the mirror, dazedly observing herself in the mirror.
Her long hair was pinned up, her makeup delicate, wearing the pure white dress from the double-C brand that Howard Geoffrey had already ordered someone to deliver...
In the mirror, she looked beautiful and charming, resonating like a new bride, especially the faint smile on her face, as if intoxicated in happiness and unable to extricate herself.