Recently, I saw in the newspaper that he took his new girlfriend to "Leonard" to choose a wedding ring...
The wedding ring exposed by the media is worth tens of millions, said to be a wedding gift from Roger Leonard to bless them.
This news inevitably made her think of the wedding ring from when they got married...
She remembered that although that ring wasn’t as dazzling as the one he picked for Miss Robinson now, it was still brilliant and exquisite. She often wore it after the wedding, but later found out he wasn’t wearing his ring. To be precise, he only wore it once on their wedding day, and then she also removed her ring...
During those two years of marriage, he never asked about her ring, so it was always kept in the villa they used to live in when they were in T City...
At that time, she heard he wanted to sell the villa, but whether he did or not was unknown. However, he probably didn’t notice the ring because its value meant nothing to him.
Marriage was supposed to be something beautiful, but their marriage was so brief and not worth reminiscing about.
No matter what, everything is in the past now...
She hopes both she and he will have better days in the future.
"How did you get a fever?"
Christine Quinn sat at the bed’s edge, anxiously touching Rebecca Quentin’s burning forehead.
Lying on the bed, Rebecca Quentin’s face was flushed from the fever, her forehead beaded with sweat, her voice weak, "Sister, I’m fine..."
Christine reproachfully said, "It’s all my fault for not taking good care of you. With the temperature dropping today, I didn’t know to add an extra blanket, surely you caught a chill while napping this afternoon..."
"My constitution is just too weak..."
Though telling herself not to care about his upcoming marriage, in the afternoon when the temperature dropped, a chill wind blew into the room. She curled under the blanket, and the loneliness felt like the cold wind invading her heart. She felt cold, even though she was wrapped tightly in the blanket, it did not bring her warmth.
By the time her sister came up, she was already semi-conscious...
Her sister thought she was asleep and didn’t disturb her, but when evening came and her sister came to call her for dinner, she saw her feverish state.
"No, I must take you to the hospital!"
"No need, sister, I’ll just sleep under the blanket and sweat a bit; I’ll be fine..." Rebecca tried to force a smile.
Christine expressed deep concern, "You’re an expectant mother now, if anything happens to you, I can’t bear the responsibility."
"Nothing will happen, sister... I don’t want to go to the hospital; medication is not good for the child..."
"I know, but in your current state..."
Rebecca interrupted her sister’s words, "How about this, if by this time tomorrow evening the fever hasn’t gone down, I’ll go to the hospital with you..."
Twenty-four hours, she believed she could endure it.
Christine sighed helplessly, "If you insist, I can’t force you... I’ll go get a wet towel now, maybe we can try the most primitive way to bring down your fever." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ noⅴelfire.net
At midnight, Rebecca’s fever was still severe, showing no sign of subsiding.
Christine was at a loss for what to do with Rebecca. For the sake of the child in her belly, Rebecca still refused to go to the hospital.
In the end, Christine slipped into the bathroom and, at a loss, made a phone call to that person.
The voice from the phone was that of a charming woman.
Christine’s face turned pale. Thinking of Rebecca enduring all sorts of hardships for the child, and now suffering from illness, while he was enjoying himself with a beautiful woman, Christine couldn’t help but raise her voice, speaking curtly, "Give the phone to Howard Geoffrey. I have something to discuss with him."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The woman seemed well-mannered, her tone undisturbed by anger.
Christine waited silently. She vaguely heard a cold voice from the phone.
Unclear what was happening on the other side, the phone was already back in Howard Geoffrey’s hand when his deep voice came through, "It’s me, go ahead."
Christine, filled with anger, exploded at Howard Geoffrey like a bombshell, "Howard Geoffrey, don’t you find this too much? Previously, I thought you still cared for Rebecca, but you haven’t heard from her in months. I have to ask, aren’t you at all worried about Rebecca? Do you know she’s having a high fever right now, and for the child’s sake, she refuses to go to the hospital no matter how much she’s persuaded, while you’re out having a good time with your fiancée, you..." Christine’s voice choked with sobs at the end, "This is too much of a bullying..."
Time slowly passed...
Rebecca had been in a semi-conscious state all along, unaware that daylight had broken and that it was almost noon of the next day.
Rebecca lay in bed, feeling the cold sweat soak her pillowcase and sheets. Her whole body was still feverish, in a daze, as though sleeping but still dreaming...
In her stupor, she heard someone calling her name. She tried to open her eyes, barely able to see Howard Geoffrey standing by her bed, thinking this must be a dream...
Yet, a warm, large hand pressed against her forehead, and she vaguely saw Howard’s steeled face.
Then, he lifted her from the bed.
After that, she lost consciousness and could remember nothing...
Rebecca woke up again when it was already dark.
She was lying in a hospital, seeing Howard sitting on a chair by the bed, with his eyes closed, his handsome face bearing the marks of fatigue.
How did she end up in the hospital?
Was he taking care of her all along?
Rebecca stared blankly at him, her mind filled with countless questions. Later, she vaguely remembered being carried to the hospital by him, yet was still surprised by his presence here.
Perhaps sensing Rebecca’s gaze, Howard slowly opened his eyes.
Rebecca was startled, having been caught spying on him...
"How do you feel?" It was midnight now, and Howard’s voice was particularly gentle and hoarse, having not slept since taking care of Rebecca from the afternoon until just now.
"Much better." Rebecca’s voice came out hoarse due to a dry throat.
Howard got up, poured a glass of warm water, and handed it to her, saying, "The doctor didn’t dare give you any medication, just tried to lower your fever... Marie couldn’t leave your sister tonight, so I’ve already sent her back."