Yes, she really wants to be pregnant...
She knows that he always wanted a daughter, and she has always wanted to give him a daughter.
She didn’t protect their child once before, and she still holds onto that regret. So if she can’t give him a daughter in this lifeti, it will be a regret for both of them.
The sudden vibration of the phone interrupted Rebecca Quentin’s beautiful fantasy at that mont, and she reached over to grab the ringing phone on the bedside table.
It was Howard Geoffrey’s phone, and the na displayed on the screen was "Secretary."
Rebecca Quentin pressed the answer button.
Perhaps because Howard Geoffrey was not used to his subordinates being verbose, Secretary Cecily imdiately spoke, "President, Alice...
Lisa Cecily had barely said a few words when she seed to realize sothing and paused in the topic, politely calling, "President?"
"Uh, Secretary Cecily, it’s ." Rebecca Quentin awkwardly replied.
"Howard Geoffrey went downstairs. Is it sothing important? I can bring the phone to him now."
"Oh, it’s not really important. I’ll contact the President again later. I hope I didn’t disturb you?"
"No..."
"Congratulations, Miss Quentin... I’ve always known you and the President were a couple."
"Thank you."
"We’ll chat again later when we et."
"Alright."
After ending the call, Rebecca Quentin held the phone and leaned against the headboard, stunned for a few monts.
Suddenly, she got dressed and got out of bed.
Rebecca Quentin didn’t expect that just as she ca downstairs, Christine Quinn and Isabella Joanna crowded around her.
Rebecca Quentin was already weak, so she was easily ushered aside by them.
"Haha, congratulations, second sister-in-law," Isabella Joanna teased.
Christine Quinn chid in, "Yes, Lady Geoffrey."
Facing their teasing, Rebecca Quentin rely asked, "Did you see Howard Geoffrey?"
Isabella Joanna grinned mischievously, "Oh, soone just ca down, and now she’s eager to find soone else after just a short ti apart?"
Rebecca Quentin complained, "Can you two keep your thoughts more pure? I just want to bring him his phone; he forgot it."
Christine Quinn cupped Rebecca Quentin’s delicate face, teasing, "From the ’satisfaction’ in your expression, it’s clear that your thoughts are less pure than ours."
Embarrassed, Rebecca Quentin blushed and pushed them away, "I’m not talking to you anymore... I’ll go give him his phone."
Christine Quinn kindly reminded her, "He’s in the dining room, probably replenishing the energy he expended in the afternoon."
Rebecca Quentin suddenly regretted coming down to see people.
Arriving at the dining room, she did see Howard Geoffrey.
He was holding Andrew, personally feeding the little guy.
Rebecca Quentin walked over and asked, "Andrew didn’t eat this afternoon?"
A servant beside them replied, "Young master didn’t eat much this afternoon. The old lady was worried he’d be hungry at night, so she brought him over... Just as Mr. Geoffrey ca, the old lady had sothing to attend to, so she let Mr. Geoffrey feed the young master."
Rebecca Quentin had just sat beside Howard Geoffrey when she heard him complain, "Little one, can you eat a bit more gracefully? Your food’s all over the place."
Seeing Howard Geoffrey impatiently picking off the rice stuck on Andrew, Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but laugh.
Howard Geoffrey raised his brows and looked over at Rebecca Quentin, "Darling, isn’t feeding the child more your territory?"
"Alright... Andrew, co to Mommy."
Andrew, hearing his mother’s voice, reached out his hands as if in desperation.
Rebecca Quentin took Andrew into her arms and lovingly kissed him.
Howard Geoffrey plucked a few grains of rice off himself, leisurely watching the now well-behaved Andrew sitting in Rebecca Quentin’s embrace.
Rebecca Quentin scooped a spoonful of rice and put it in Andrew’s mouth, and he obediently took it in.
Howard Geoffrey furrowed his brows, "Why is he always so well-behaved in your arms?"
"That’s because you lack patience and are always stern with him."
Howard Geoffrey argued, "I’ve never been stern to him."
Rebecca Quentin sniffed, "I see you being stern with him every day, not allowing this, not allowing that."
"That’s just education for him."
"I can handle his education myself."
"Please trust , your son absolutely pretends to be innocent in front of you. In front of , he’s never truly behaved."
Rebecca Quentin smugly replied, "You also have people you can’t handle!"
Howard Geoffrey’s face turned dark.
"Alright, you eat sothing first; I’ll feed our son."
At this mont, the servant had already placed several fragrant dishes on the table.
Howard Geoffrey saw the phone Rebecca Quentin had placed on the table and asked, "Did soone call?"
Rebecca Quentin nodded, "It was Secretary Cecily. She seed to have sothing to discuss with you."
Howard Geoffrey picked up the phone, "Oh, did she say anything?"
"Not much, she said she’d call you again."
In the study, Howard Geoffrey stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window and dialed Lisa Cecily’s number. "What’s up?"
Lisa Cecily replied, "Alice called ."
Howard Geoffrey slightly furrowed his brow.
"She said she wants to et you."
"Reason."
"She said it’s related to Chester Robinson. If you agree to et her, it could definitely advance your current plan."
"I don’t need her to advance my plan."
With that, Howard Geoffrey directly ended the call.
However, as soon as he ended the call, the phone rang again.
This ti, a string of unfamiliar numbers displayed on his phone screen.
Having already anticipated who it was, Howard Geoffrey impatiently pressed the answer button, "Speak."
It was Alice Robinson’s calm voice on the phone, "You don’t want to see , do you?"
"You’re rather courageous."
"I don’t want to pretend anymore in front of you... Yes, I instigated Chester Robinson to tamper with the dication Rebecca Quentin was taking to stabilize her pregnancy, but I wasn’t the executor; the real harm-doer to Becca was Chester Robinson."
Howard Geoffrey’s thin lips calmly slipped out, "Do you think this is a way to plead for rcy?"
"No, I know you won’t let or Chester Robinson go, so I’m here today to negotiate a deal for you to let off."
"Oh, what leverage do you have to negotiate with ?"
"I need to et you to explain."
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