Mrs. Geoffrey saw Becca holding the marriage certificate and intended to congratulate them, but she saw her son pulling his wife directly to the second floor.
All the servants in the villa and Mrs. Geoffrey were surprised at the scene, but then they heard a loud door slam coming from the room on the second floor...
Afterwards, everyone seed to understand, their faces showing varying shades of red.
Heavenly thunder matched with earthly fire...
Almost at the mont he slamd the door, she was seized by him, and his domineering and scorching kiss overwheld her completely...
He pinned her against the wall, and her clothes were quickly stripped off...
And before she could catch her breath, he was already carrying her to the large bed in the room...
A breeze rustled the light blue curtains, and sunlight gently stread indoors...
Rebecca Quentin murmured softly, slowly waking from a dream.
Her hand was resting on a strong, muscular arm, the faint, pleasant scent of soone wafting through her senses. Before she made a sound, he was already awake, his lazy voice sounded above her head, "Baby..."
Rebecca Quentin turned to her side, quietly gazing at Howard Geoffrey’s handso profile, "Hubby." She called softly.
Howard Geoffrey tightened his arms, pulling Rebecca Quentin into his embrace, kissed her forehead, and murmured in a low voice, "Do you want to sleep more?"
Rebecca Quentin gently shook her head, hugged him tighter, and snuggled into his chest.
Howard Geoffrey picked up the watch on the bedside table, glanced at the ti, and suddenly said, "It’s only ten o’clock now, there should be more than an hour until noon, it takes half an hour to drive there, and another half an hour should suffice to complete the procedures."
Rebecca Quentin frowned, "Procedures?"
Howard Geoffrey propped himself up, pecked lightly on her lips, looked down at her affectionately, "Did you forget? We are going to register today."
"Register?"
Rebecca Quentin was shocked to hear these words, her eyes widened.
Howard Geoffrey curved his lips into a smile, "You’re not thinking of backing out now, are you?"
Rebecca Quentin’s brows knitted tightly, her gaze suddenly fixed as images played clearly in her mind like a slideshow.
After changing her clothes, she couldn’t find him, so she went to the garden...
In the garden, she accidentally overheard a conversation between him and his mother, and she felt very happy... for his determination to be with her and for Mrs. Geoffrey’s blessings.
Later, she went with him to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and smoothly got the certificate, and then, he eagerly took her back...
But, wait, why do these scenes start to feel disjointed in her mind as she recalls them...
She rembered after returning from the garden with him, he went upstairs to get the docunts needed for the procedures...
She was happily waiting in the living room, but when he ca downstairs, he was on the phone.
Hearing that it was about an Italian project, she patiently waited on the sofa for him to finish the call.
She rembered him being on the phone for a long ti, she leaned on the sofa and even felt sleepy, later she vaguely heard him calling her, and later she seed to feel being lifted up from the sofa...
Seeing Becca’s eyes unfocused, Howard Geoffrey smiled faintly, "What are you thinking?"
It was only at this mont that Becca reacted, she looked sharply at the bedside table, however, lying on the table were only her and his docunts, but not the marriage certificate she imagined.
Becca finally woke up, but her expression was one of amazent.
Howard Geoffrey’s tender gaze lingered on Becca’s delicate face, patiently asking, "What’s wrong?"
Becca’s dazed gaze slowly fell on Howard Geoffrey, their eyes t, and she asked as if in disbelief, "Uh, was I sleeping all this ti?"
Howard Geoffrey nodded, "After I finished the call, you were asleep on the sofa... I couldn’t bear to wake you, so I carried you back to the room to sleep."
Becca’s clear eyes widened, "So... we didn’t register?"
"Hmm... it’s not too late to go now."
At this mont, an inexplicable sense of loss settled in Becca’s heart...
She could finally confirm, that the beautiful scenes in her mind just now were all a dream...
No trip to the Civil Affairs Bureau, no kissing on the street, and no wildness after receiving the certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau upon returning...
She had just had a very beautiful dream.
Becca suddenly sighed.
Noticing Becca’s unusual expression with his sharp gaze, Howard Geoffrey couldn’t help but cup Becca’s face, gently saying, "Baby, is there a problem?"
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