She was the first to co to the bedside to look at the little one...
The little one had already fallen asleep, and there were very soft snores.
Rebecca Quentin smiled contentedly, kissed the little one, and then left the room.
She spoke a few words to the servant waiting outside the room, took the opportunity to ask the location of the guest room where Howard Geoffrey was staying, and then walked to Howard Geoffrey’s room.
She knocked a few tis on the door, discovered Howard Geoffrey wasn’t in the room, and wondered to herself. Could he be angry?
She searched a bit and later asked a servant only to find out he was in the study on the first floor.
Coming to the study door, Rebecca Quentin wore a slightly ingratiating smile and gently knocked on the door.
"Co in."
A consistently indifferent voice ca from inside.
Rebecca Quentin maintained the ingratiating smile, twisted the doorknob, and entered.
Howard Geoffrey was on the phone. Seeing Rebecca Quentin slip in like a little mouse, he spoke to the person on the phone, "Mm, do as you suggested... Let’s leave it at that."
After ending the call, Howard Geoffrey leaned leisurely against the chair back, looking at Rebecca Quentin with composure.
Rebecca Quentin consciously moved behind Howard Geoffrey and, with guilt in her voice, said, "Sorry, I neglected you today..."
"Are you planning to have a son and then forget about ?"
Rebecca Quentin, who was very ticklish, explained in a slightly unstable voice, "I just haven’t seen Andrew for so long... You can understand, right?"
"I can’t understand."
"Your mom is right, in front of the child... it’s indeed not good."
"There are other options... like the sofa, the bathroom, the balcony..."
The balcony?
Oh dear, he even thought of that place!
"Then what should I do now? When your mom asked , even if I’d considered it, I couldn’t boldly tell your mom that I want... want to sleep with you!"
Rebecca Quentin secretly opened one eye to peek at him.
Seeing his frowning face, she dejectedly said, "Does it look bad?"
"No, it looks like a flower, a pure flower."
"Howard..."
Howard Geoffrey kissed Rebecca Quentin on the forehead, lovingly asked, "Did I just hurt your wound?"
Rebecca Quentin shook her head.
"Do you want to carry you back to the room?"
"No need, it wouldn’t be good if the servants saw... I just want to lean in your arms for a while now." Saying this, Rebecca Quentin tiredly closed her eyes.
Howard Geoffrey kissed her closed lashes, tenderly responded, "Alright."
Rebecca Quentin’s face blushed shyly, unable to help but bla herself in her heart, feeling her thoughts increasingly impure...
She shook her head, intended to go into the bathroom to take another shower, but her phone rang right at that mont.
The caller was Christine Quinn.
Rebecca Quentin promptly pressed the answer button and whispered, "Hello..."
Christine Quinn, hearing the suppressed tone of Rebecca Quentin, couldn’t help but tease, "Your voice sounds odd, aren’t I interrupting sothing?"
"No... Andrew is beside , I don’t want to wake him."
"You an to say Howard is not by your side?"
"Sis, surely you didn’t call just to ask this question, right?"
"You’ve been with Howard for so long, still so shy."
"Hey... Do you still want to talk properly or not?"
Christine Quinn chuckled again and said, "I wanted to tell you, Isabella and I are just about to board the plane..."
Rebecca Quentin exclaid joyfully, "When will you arrive? Is Mr. Jones and General Leonard coming together?"
"You’ll know when we get there... By the way, have you watched the news lately?"
Rebecca Quentin lanted, "Are you going to ask for details about and Howard again? I’ll say more when you guys co..."
Christine Quinn interrupted, "I’m not in a hurry to grill you about Howard. I saw so news that made happy, wanting to share it with you."
"What news?"
"David Robinson died of cancer, the whole Robinson family is in chaos now, all parts of the Robinson family are fighting over the inheritance..."
"David Robinson?" Rebecca Quentin paused, "Is that Chester’s father?"
Christine Quinn laughed as she replied, "Yes, it’s Alice’s father. I heard the inheritance case is causing quite a stir, Chester and Alice might not get a penny..."
The next day.
"Oh co on, let Auntie hold you, little Andrew... Auntie has missed you so much."
As soon as Christine Quinn entered the door, she put down her luggage and took Andrew, who was being held in his mom’s arms.
Isabella Joanna also gathered around Christine Quinn, teasing Andrew, "Hey, little darling, do you recognize ? Auntie ca to see you on your first birthday..."
"General Leonard, I didn’t expect you to have a fatherly side like this." Standing in front of Roger Leonard, Rebecca Quentin teased.
Roger Leonard looked embarrassed, "Well, they say a daughter is a lover from a father’s past life!"
"We know you adore Dorothy... Co, let hold her."
Roger Leonard carefully handed Dorothy Leonard over and said, "She’s hungry, fussing for milk... It’s good for you to hold her, I’ll go make her bottle."
Watching Roger Leonard hurry to the kitchen with the baby bottle, Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but suppress a laugh.
At this mont, Howard Geoffrey and Nelson Lewis were coming in from outside, chatting.
Though Howard Geoffrey was casually dressed, his inherent noble air was unmistakable; tall, handso and extraordinary.
Rebecca Quentin was teasing the wimpy kid in her arms, "Ivy, are you hungry? Your dad is making milk for you... You’re so cute... Your eyes are like black grapes... Do you want to be Auntie’s daughter-in-law in the future?"
Nelson Lewis, walking with Howard Geoffrey toward Rebecca Quentin, laughed heartily, "Rebecca, don’t count on it, Roger’s Dorothy is already promised to our Mickey, she’s destined to be our family’s daughter-in-law."
Hearing Nelson Lewis, Rebecca Quentin looked up, but before she could speak to him, Howard Geoffrey already clutched her in his embrace, "Sweetheart..."
In front of everyone, Howard Geoffrey unabashedly used the intimate nickna, instantly drawing Isabella Joanna and Christine Quinn holding Andrew to huddle over.
"Wow, that’s so mushy..."
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