Seeing Christine Quinn’s severity, Howard Geoffrey couldn’t help but squint his eyes.
Christine Quinn approached Howard Geoffrey, looking up at him, and sarcastically said in a cold voice, "Mr. Geoffrey, shouldn’t you be in France appeasing your delicate girlfriend right now? What are you doing here?"
"I want to see Becca."
Christine Quinn snorted, "Now you want to see Becca? Where were you when Becca was having a baby?"
Howard Geoffrey responded calmly, "I will explain to her."
Christine Quinn shouted angrily, "What is there left to explain?"
Before Howard Geoffrey could answer, Christine Quinn gritted her teeth, "Don’t think that just because you paid some insignificant money for Becca, you can keep playing her, switching between sweetness and cruelty. Howard Geoffrey, if you have any humanity left, please stop bothering Becca..."
Howard Geoffrey’s face showed no emotional fluctuation.
Christine Quinn’s anger turned into pitiful pleading, "Howard Geoffrey, I’m begging you, please leave Becca alone. She’s suffered enough because of you..."
"Get out of the way!"
Christine Quinn spread her arms to block him, "Becca said she doesn’t want to see you again, please leave!"
A strange expression flickered in Howard Geoffrey’s deep black eyes, "She said that?"
"Don’t you believe it?" Christine Quinn was filled with hatred, lashing out, "Howard Geoffrey, we were in a relationship for years. I know how deep your thoughts run... We were together for so many years, yet I never realized you were scheming to disrupt my relationship with the Quentin family. You kept playing ambiguous with me to draw out Skyler Jones. This shows how calculating you are, but it also shows you value family. I’ve always thought that someone who values family must not be all bad, at least you and your brother aren’t alike. So when you kept coming for Becca, I was willing to help reconcile you two, especially since you bought so many baby supplies and even gave me money to buy the house to take care of Becca. But I never expected you to be so cold-hearted to Becca. For another woman, you could ignore her for months, even ignore the message she sent when she was scared before giving birth. How could you allow Becca to face childbirth alone in the delivery room?"
Christine Quinn lowered her lashes, choking up, "Do you know she almost died during labor... If I hadn’t threatened to notify you, she couldn’t have made it through... Ha, do you realize now how deeply you’ve hurt her? Even in death, she doesn’t want to see you!"
Jason Wood, who had been silently standing behind Howard Geoffrey, suddenly stepped forward angrily, "Miss Quinn, do you know that the boss..."
Jason Wood’s words were cut short by Howard Geoffrey’s gesture to stop, and Jason Wood had no choice but to swallow his words.
"Jason Wood, let’s go."
Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face was cold and somber as he turned to leave.
Having faced life and death, perhaps the knot deep inside would unconsciously loosen.
Once the confinement period was over, Rebecca Quentin returned to her normal routine, getting up early every day to take care of the child. When the child slept, she helped Christine Quinn, who had already left for work, manage the household chores. Then when the sun rose, she would take advantage of the time before noon to push little Andy, wrapped warmly in a swaddle, for a walk in the nearby park... by noon, if little Andy was asleep, she would go home to cook lunch and wait for Christine Quinn to return from work and Marie from school.
Rebecca Quentin’s life was fulfilling. Initially, Christine Quinn was worried about Rebecca Quentin’s mental state, but later she found that Rebecca Quentin kept the house well-organized, calm, and even took cooking seriously, improving her culinary skills day by day, which put Christine Quinn at ease.
Christine Quinn accompanied Rebecca Quentin every day, chatting and laughing but never brought up Howard Geoffrey again. More precisely, Rebecca Quentin no longer cared about Howard Geoffrey. Because the day Howard Geoffrey came to the hospital, when Christine Quinn returned to the ward to share what transpired between her and Howard Geoffrey, Rebecca Quentin showed no interest in listening, her attention solely on little Andy, who had just woken up. From that moment, Christine Quinn knew Howard Geoffrey could no longer stir the strings of Rebecca Quentin’s heart.
Rebecca Quentin pushed the stroller in the nearby park. For original chapters go to novelꜰire.net
In January, the cold persisted, but luckily the sun was shining, making the park not too chilly, with the air remarkably fresh.