"Mom, don’t worry about this, I will handle it."
"Son, why don’t you comfort Alice first, then go see Rebecca? First, if the dia finds her first and takes bad pictures of her, who knows how they’ll criticize our Geoffrey family. Second, I also want to know how she’s doing now. After all, the child is my grandchild too..."
Walking out of the ward, Howard Geoffrey happened to et the doctor coming to check on Mrs. Geoffrey.
Howard Geoffrey asked, "Doctor, how is my mother doing?"
The doctor replied, "Old Mrs. Geoffrey has just been shocked, her body is not in critical condition. Mr. Geoffrey can rest assured, I will conduct another examination of Lady Geoffrey now, if there are no abnormalities, she can be discharged later."
Howard Geoffrey nodded lightly,
The doctor then entered the ward.
Howard Geoffrey stood in the hallway, with both hands in his pockets, his cold gaze looking into the distance.
Jason Wood didn’t know when he walked up to Howard Geoffrey and whispered, "Boss, did I go too far?"
Howard Geoffrey’s handso face was stern, his dark eyes coldly glanced at Jason Wood.
Jason Wood shivered, fearfully lowering his head, "Boss, I didn’t expect those journalists to be so sharp..."
While Jason Wood was shivering, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Howard Geoffrey’s lips, and he said, "Well done, heavy rewards await." With that, he walked away on his own.
The next day.
"Mommy, mommy, little Andy wet his pants, the auntie is in a fluster!"
Christine Quinn was washing a milk bottle when Marilyn Quinn rushed over to say.
Christine Quinn hurriedly put the milk bottle into the sterilizer, then ca to the bedside.
Rebecca Quentin was currently sitting up, helping the sleeping little guy who had wet his pants to change the diaper.
Christine Quinn imdiately took over, lightly scolding, "Becca, didn’t I tell you to call when the baby wets his diaper? You haven’t recovered yet, don’t move around."
Rebecca Quentin chuckled lightly, "It’s not that exaggerated..."
Christine Quinn said seriously, "Your health isn’t good to begin with, if you don’t take care during your confinent period, it will beco a chronic health problem later on!"
Rebecca Quentin slowly lay down again, looking at the little guy’s chubby face while sleeping, she said contentedly, "Sis, it seems this little guy is quite easy to manage, see, he doesn’t cry when he wets his diaper."
Christine Quinn shot her a look, "You shouldn’t say such positive things in front of kids, otherwise they’ll beco naughty in the future."
"Hehe..."
After changing the diaper, Christine Quinn suddenly asked, "By the way, Marie ntioned ’Andy’, is that the na you gave the little guy?"
Rebecca Quentin nodded.
"What’s the ’Andy’?"
"The ’Yu’ from ’Yu the Great controls the flood’."
Christine Quinn giggled, "It seems Becca hopes the little guy will grow up to achieve great things like Yu the Great."
Rebecca Quentin laughed along, "I don’t have such lofty ambitions for the child, I just chose a homophone that sounds nice."
She once read a line in a book —
Find a peaceful corner, and live a splendid lifeti.
She didn’t expect her child to be extraordinary in the future, she just hoped he’d live a peaceful life.
’Corner’ is a homophone with Andy, so she gave him this na.
"Andrew Geoffrey, Andrew Geoffrey..." Christine Quinn repeated it a few tis, feeling it quite smooth and then comnded, "Becca, it sounds great!"
Just after saying this, Christine Quinn suddenly realized sothing, her eyes revealed worry as she looked at Rebecca Quentin.
Fortunately, Rebecca Quentin’s expression remained unchanged, and she smiled gently, "Sis, I plan to let the child take my surna Quentin."
Christine Quinn nodded rapidly, "Of course!"
"Let’s apply for Andy’s birth certificate today, I want to be discharged soon."
"Okay, I’ll handle it for you later, but you can’t be discharged now, the doctor said you need to rest in the hospital for at least a week."
"Sis, my body is fine now, I can recover at ho just the sa."
"I insist!!"
"There’s no need to waste money in the hospital!" Rebecca Quentin also insisted.
Christine Quinn frowned, "How can this be wasting money? Isn’t your health more important than the money?"
"But you are struggling now too... Marie has a heart condition and needs dication every month, your savings are running low, and I’ve stayed with you causing you so much trouble, I..."
Before Rebecca Quentin could finish, Christine Quinn interrupted, "Becca, don’t say such things, we are sisters..."
At this mont, a nurse opened the door and entered, "Miss Quinn, just to inform you that Mr. Geoffrey has paid for Miss Quentin’s hospitalization, so Miss Quentin can rest assured and stay longer in the hospital to recover."
The words "Mr. Geoffrey" made the two won in the room widen their eyes suddenly.
"Uncle Geoffrey is here, mommy, I’m going to call Uncle Geoffrey..." Marilyn Quinn, who was beside them, heard the news and excitedly headed for the door.
"Marie, Marie..." Christine Quinn hadn’t managed to stop her before her daughter had already opened the door and gone out.
Rebecca Quentin’s body shook heavily, her breath seed to suddenly freeze.
"Becca, I’ll go get Marie to co back..." Christine Quinn anxiously moved to leave.
Rebecca Quentin suddenly reached out and grabbed Christine Quinn, "Sis, please...I don’t want to see him, help stop him, okay?"
Christine Quinn gave Rebecca Quentin a solemn look, then silently nodded.
"Thank you."
Christine Quinn hadn’t walked far out of the ward when she t Howard Geoffrey carrying Marilyn Quinn heading towards them.
Christine Quinn stopped her steps, watching them from afar.
"Mommy, Uncle Geoffrey is here..." Marilyn Quinn already exclaid happily.
Christine Quinn’s face darkened, coldly calling, "Marie, get down!!"
Completely unprepared for such sternness from her mother, Marilyn Quinn looked at her innocently with clear eyes.
"Didn’t you hear what I said? Marilyn Quinn!!"
When Christine Quinn called Marilyn Quinn by her full na, Marilyn finally ekly slid down from Howard Geoffrey’s arms.
Christine Quinn’s tone softened slightly, "Co here!"
Marilyn Quinn pouted, slowly moving to Christine Quinn’s side.
Christine Quinn then slightly adjusted her tone, "Go inside the ward and see if Auntie needs anything, mommy needs to talk with Uncle Geoffrey."
"Okay." Always obedient to her mother, Marilyn Quinn glanced back at Howard Geoffrey before reluctantly heading toward the ward.
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