"A letter?"
Aunt Clare nodded, "Yes, it was tucked into the photo fra with your and the master’s picture. I only discovered it today when I accidentally knocked over the fra."
Rebecca Quentin was puzzled, "What letter?"
Aunt Clare stood up, "I’ll get it for you to see."
"Okay."
A minute later, Rebecca Quentin tore open the yellowed envelope and took the letter out.
Sure enough, it was in Alexander Quentin’s handwriting, seemingly written with the last of his strength when he was gravely ill. The handwriting varied in depth, reflecting his weakness at the ti and causing a pang of sadness in Rebecca Quentin’s heart.
Becca...
When you see this letter, daddy might have already left you a long ti ago...
My dearest daughter, how have you been? The only thing daddy couldn’t rest easy about in this world is you, because you’re just too kind and innocent for this society.
My precious daughter, by now you should know about all the terrible things daddy once did, and you must be very disappointed in , right?
Daddy doesn’t want to explain too much to you because in your simple world, you shouldn’t be involved in the darkness of my generation, and daddy doesn’t want the filth of this society to taint the beautiful and kind you.
However, as Alexander Quentin’s daughter, daddy feels truly guilty for not giving you a peaceful life. But daddy really hopes that you can be strong, no matter what difficulties you face, to live courageously. Daddy will surely protect you from above.
Becca...
Daddy always wanted you to have a child with Howard Geoffrey, not because daddy wanted to covet Howard’s wealth and power, but to ensure a peaceful rest of life for you with this child...
Daddy must remind you, if you are now happily with Howard Geoffrey, then cherish him well. He must have made a great decision to be with you, so you need not doubt his sincerity. But if you and Howard are not together or you find that Howard has never truly cared for you, you must decisively leave him. Do not get entangled with him as he is extrely dangerous to you...
My dear daughter, there are many things daddy cannot clearly explain to you, but you must listen to daddy. Everything I have done has been for you...
A night that seed like a passionate night after a life-and-death struggle left Rebecca Quentin feeling sore all over, unable to sleep, only making her stay awake all night.
Tomorrow, she would be going to Arica...
Looking at the gradually brightening sky, Rebecca Quentin turned over in bed with a sad heart, gazing fondly at the person she loved beside her.
He appeared so innocent and harmless in his sleep, with a childlike face more captivating than when he was awake.
At the age of twenty, he entered her life as a husband...
She had never been in love, which is why she so easily fell into the tender web he wove.
That bottle of dicine really shook her, as if the fragile glass bottle of happiness she held so carefully was repeatedly shattered and repaired in their love filled with thorns and twists, until this ti it was shattered completely beyond repair...
Her heart really hurt so, so much...
She loved so humbly, overlooking past grievances for him, just wanting to nurture this relationship well, who would have thought...
She was still such a foolishly naive person, even now, still couldn’t let go. Even after seeing her father’s letter, she hesitated countless tis before making her current decision...
She didn’t disbelieve her father’s words, but daddy didn’t know how difficult it was for her to completely sever ties with him decisively, at this mont she simply couldn’t do it...
However, love wouldn’t cloud her judgnt. Knowing it was a tiger’s den, she wouldn’t jump in again. So after going to Arica, she would find a way to retreat completely...
She just didn’t expect that after many twists and turns, she and he would still end up as two strangers in this world...
If there’s no love, then so be it without love. Maybe a life without him is her real life...
Rebecca Quentin took one last long look at the sleeping Howard Geoffrey, slowly closing her tear-filled eyelashes.
The sky was growing bright.
Rebecca Quentin moved slightly in Howard Geoffrey’s embrace.
Without lingering in his embrace, she slightly got up, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, put them on, then got out of bed and went into the bathroom.
After freshening up, she splashed cold water on her face as if wanting the icy water to remind herself to stay clear-headed.
She wondered if he woke up because she had woken up...
As she was about to turn to leave the bathroom, she was suddenly tightly hugged from behind by him, arms wrapped around her waist.
She moved slightly, the person behind seed unwilling to let her go, pressing closely against her.
"Becca...," his usually cold voice, now tinged with desire’s huskiness, she seed to respond drowsily, gradually her neck was gently kissed, and gradually...
Howard Geoffrey was like a ravenous beast, knowing his prey was about to escape, decided to devour to the bones.
Therefore, if not for her determination to go to New York, today Rebecca Quentin definitely needed to stay ho and have a good sleep.
At the mont, Rebecca Quentin sat in the car with Howard Geoffrey driving her to the private airport, the two engaged in a harmonious conversation.
The conversation was naturally started by Rebecca Quentin, who was trying hard to hide her mood...
"Howard, while I’m not here, you must not smoke too much, don’t stay out too late, don’t let your eyes glaze over when you see a pretty girl, and definitely don’t not call ..."
Howard Geoffrey smiled, "That’s quite a few don’ts, huh?"
"Yes, you must follow them, or when you return to New York, don’t even think about getting into my room!!"
This displeased Howard Geoffrey, who frowned, "May I protest one thing first?"
Rebecca Quentin very amiably said, "Yes, go ahead."
"You said I must not let my eyes glaze over at pretty girls, baby, when have I ever lost my composure like that?"
"Uh, actually, this is the most important point... Just because it didn’t happen while I was here doesn’t an it won’t happen when I’m not. Besides, you’re quite the charr, so please adhere to this rule first."
"..."
"Also, no matter how busy you are, call once in the morning and once at night..."
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