"You know it’s not easy to arrange for soone else to manage such a big company like ’Skytop’."
"I don’t care, I want it today."
"Be good, listen. You also know, I plan to stay with you at Foam Island for six months. If the company’s matters aren’t handled well, how can I feel at ease? There’s an important project tomorrow that I need to negotiate personally, it concerns ’Skytop’s interests for the second half of the year."
"Is the company more important than ?" Rebecca looked at him unhappily.
"Becca, don’t compare like that, you know I don’t an that."
"Then is there another aning?"
"Becca, don’t be unreasonable."
"You think I’m being unreasonable?" Yes, she was being unreasonable, so what!
Geoffrey frowned slightly, "How did you beco so immature?"
"Won have always been unreasonable and immature, don’t you know?" Rebecca pushed him away frantically.
"Becca――" Geoffrey gazed at her helplessly.
Rebecca covered her ears excitedly, "I hate you, Geoffrey, do you know? I hate you!!" After speaking, Rebecca hurriedly ran to the room.
Geoffrey watched the door that Rebecca forcefully closed, frowning tightly.
How could it be like this? She had never been this wayward.
By evening, Rebecca was still angry.
He didn’t expect her to be so furious, protesting against him with a cold attitude all day. Suddenly, they plunged into an unprecedented cold war period.
At this mont, Rebecca sat on the balcony of the room, looking at the sky, feeling extrely uneasy and heavy-hearted.
Geoffrey looked at Rebecca’s fragile silhouette standing on the balcony, silently approached her, and added a coat to her thin body.
"The weather has turned cold, you didn’t even think to wear another coat," Geoffrey’s voice was full of tender reproach.
Rebecca kept her lips closed and remained silent, clearly still angry with him.
She knew she was being unreasonable with him now, but she just didn’t want to deal with him.
Since he was honest about losing control of last night’s aftermath, why did he still equivocate? Could it be, as she suspected, he went to see Alice last night?
Did he know how much effort she was using to suppress her emotions just to talk to him rationally right now?
Claiming honesty and trust, yet the one hiding things most deeply was him...
She could let go of anything, except for his involvent with Alice... she couldn’t help but mind.
Geoffrey placed his chin on Rebecca’s slender shoulder, arms tightly embracing her.
"Still mad at ?"
Yes.
Rebecca stayed silent, stubbornly refusing to speak.
"It’s been a whole day, still don’t want to talk to ?"
Don’t want to, even sowhat dislike!
"Tomorrow I’ll handle the company matters, and the day after, I’ll go with you. I’ve already asked Lisa to arrange my schedule for the latter half of the year... I promise you, once we get to the island, I won’t discuss business, only accompany you." Actually, it was just one day, he thought it was easy to persuade her.
Rebecca glanced at him sideways. Here he goes again, never considering her feelings, always dictatorially deciding everything.
Rebecca’s indifferent attitude made Geoffrey a bit impatient. He let go of her, his dark eyes gazing downward at her cold face, helplessly held her hand and coaxed softly, "Don’t be like this, it’s just one day difference, right?"
"It’s not a matter of a day difference, it’s whether you truly consider important. Is tomorrow’s project really that crucial? Even if it has substantial profits, can’t you give it up once for ? We both know you’re not lacking money," Rebecca responded coldly. Yes, she was pushing him, wanting to tease him, is this what being honest ans?
"If you truly feel that waiting for just one day is impossible... fine, I’ll call Lisa right now to cancel tomorrow’s eting, and we’ll leave now." Saying this, Geoffrey took out his phone.
Hearing this, Rebecca softened her stance and hurriedly snatched the phone from Geoffrey’s hand, "I’m not that unreasonable... I’m just upset that you seem to prioritize ’company’ more than . Since the night is already so late, waiting one more day is alright!" If he actually needs to handle business tomorrow, she doesn’t want to beco soone who acts spoiled and unreasonable in front of him, it’s not the outco she desires.
"Silly, no one can compare to the place you hold in my heart... If you want anything, I’ll promise you."
"But you often don’t fulfill your promises," Rebecca protested with a sweet pout. He’s willing to drop everything to accompany her to Foam Island, indicating he didn’t stay in New York because of soone else, maybe truly it was just business as he said.
Geoffrey smiled gently, not telling her what he really wanted to say. Actually, he had kept all his promises to her, it’s just sotis she didn’t know.
"Yes, I’ll strive to keep my promises in the future." Geoffrey lifted Rebecca’s chin and gave her a deep kiss.
"The day after tomorrow, we’ll go?"
"Hmm, the day after tomorrow we’ll go." Geoffrey nodded. Why he chose to go to Foam Island the day after tomorrow, she’ll soon find out, but he didn’t want to reveal this surprise just yet.
"Then I’ll go to the company with you tomorrow."
"No need, tomorrow is more of a social event, not suitable for you." Geoffrey’s eyes flashed a subtle hint.
Upon hearing this, Rebecca’s heart, which had finally settled, beca uneasy again, but thinking carefully, she should trust him.
"Alright." Rebecca tugged at Geoffrey’s collar, "Then you finish your business tomorrow and co back, and if you’re eting a female client, you’re not allowed to drink with her..." Suddenly Rebecca changed her tone, "I’m afraid you’ll misbehave after drinking."
Rebecca’s words amused Geoffrey.
"What are you laughing at? Isn’t my concern quite normal?" Rebecca asked, puzzled.
Geoffrey affectionately ruffled the hair on Rebecca’s forehead, "Silly, only with you would I misbehave after drinking." Sotis, she really is adorable.
"I don’t believe it..."
"Then try it?"
"How to try?"
At that mont, Geoffrey scooped Rebecca up horizontally.
Rebecca instinctively reached out to circle Geoffrey’s neck, "Where to?"
"To experience what misbehaving after drinking feels like." Geoffrey planted a kiss on Rebecca’s forehead.
"Drinking?"
"The focus is not on the first word, but the last one."
Hearing Geoffrey’s words, Rebecca blushed deeply, burying her head into Geoffrey’s warm embrace.
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