CHAPTER 159: CHAPTER 90: SWITCHED TO HER VIDEO 1_2

Rebecca Quentin didn’t say much, maintaining a faint smile, occasionally losing herself as she watched Howard Geoffrey playing with the child.

After dinner, Rebecca Quentin went to the restroom. She originally just wanted to wash her hands but inadvertently overheard two hotel staff talking in the corner of the restroom.

"We must sell this news to the newspaper... Mr. Geoffrey actually has a child now..."

"Yeah, Mr. Geoffrey is really handsome, and the way he accompanies the child is so caring. It’s really lucky to be Lady Geoffrey!"...

After washing her hands, Rebecca Quentin calmly walked out of the restroom.

The smile she managed to keep in the restroom faded into gloom and disappointment the moment she stepped out.

As soon as the three of them returned to the room, Michael Lewis clung to Howard Geoffrey, asking him to play blocks.

Howard Geoffrey, with great patience, slowly taught Michael Lewis how to build.

Rebecca Quentin suddenly felt a bit foolish because Mickey had asked her to build with these new blocks in the afternoon, yet she couldn’t manage to construct a house, while Howard handled it quickly in just a few tries.

They played so joyfully like a father and son duo, and Rebecca Quentin, having nothing to do, quietly sat aside watching them.

Perhaps she had never seen Howard Geoffrey accompany a child with such patience and childlike innocence, Rebecca Quentin’s gaze remained fixed on Howard Geoffrey.

Only when she saw Howard Geoffrey carrying Michael Lewis into the bathroom for a bath did Rebecca Quentin snap back to reality.

Rebecca Quentin originally intended to bring pajamas into the bathroom for them, but she unexpectedly saw Howard Geoffrey and Michael Lewis playing with water in the bathtub.

Rebecca Quentin naturally did not go in, simply leaving the pajamas at the bathroom door, then silently returning to the room, sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling her nose sour.

She finally understood why her heart felt so troubled...

Because she saw Howard Geoffrey being so affectionate towards the child and loving children so much.

If four years ago she could have kept their child, it would probably have been as big as Mickey now. The doctors said she lost a boy, so if the child had grown, he would surely be as intelligent and adorable as Mickey...

However, she’s uncertain whether if the child truly grew up, Howard Geoffrey would care for their child as he does Mickey?

The answer is probably uncertain...

Four years ago, when she lost her child and lay in the hospital, he paid no attention, didn’t care at all. Four years later, being with him, he still secretly practiced contraception...

Clearly, he didn’t want her to have his child, so even if her baby grew up, Howard Geoffrey might not necessarily care...

But it doesn’t matter anymore. She only has one day left with him; after tomorrow, she won’t feel hurt by him anymore...

Roger Leonard came to the hotel at ten in the evening.

By the time he arrived, Mickey was already asleep, even mumbling "Uncle Geoffrey" in his dreams.

To avoid waking the wimpy kid and because he’s afraid the wimpy kid would cry if he woke up and didn’t see Howard Geoffrey, Roger Leonard decided to leave Mickey at the hotel and planned to return to pick him up the next day before leaving T City.

At this moment, Rebecca Quentin was taking a bath in the bathroom, while Howard Geoffrey was in the room looking after the wimpy kid.

Perhaps tonight’s mood was genuinely affected, Rebecca Quentin actually preferred staying alone in the bathroom, unwilling to go out and face Howard Geoffrey.

Therefore, she stayed in the bath much longer than usual, who would have thought...

The bathroom door was suddenly twisted open, and in that moment, Howard Geoffrey brazenly intruded into what should be Rebecca Quentin’s private space.

Standing in the shower stall, Rebecca Quentin didn’t even have time to react as Howard Geoffrey squeezed into the stall.

Even though her body was already familiar, Rebecca Quentin was still not accustomed to revealing herself in front of Howard Geoffrey.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, Rebecca Quentin turned her back to Howard Geoffrey, hissed crossly, "What are you doing, I’m taking a shower!"

Rebecca Quentin reached for the towel on the rack, but unexpectedly, Howard Geoffrey grabbed her hand back and swiftly took off his clothes.

Rebecca Quentin avoided the unrestrained view of his body, her face turning even redder, "Hey... let me get out first!"

Howard Geoffrey’s warm breath hit Rebecca Quentin’s ear, crooning softly, "Baby, you tricked me..."

"Hmm?"

Howard Geoffrey reached a hand between Rebecca Quentin’s legs...

Rebecca Quentin instantly understood Howard Geoffrey’s meaning, yet she defended, "I was just taking a shower..."

"Really?" Howard Geoffrey half-narrowed his eyes, a mischievous sparkle flashing on Rebecca Quentin’s uneasy face, his tone lower than before, "You didn’t use the sanitary napkin in the drawer at all."

He noticed even that...

"I..." Rebecca Quentin momentarily speechless, knowing she couldn’t hide it, reluctantly came up with an excuse, "I just didn’t feel like it lately..."

Howard Geoffrey asked softly, "Did I do something to upset you?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, "Men and women are different. A woman’s mind isn’t always thinking about... that!"

"But I want you, baby."

Howard Geoffrey spoke as he lightly kissed Rebecca Quentin’s collarbone.

Rebecca Quentin turned her head away, "Stop it, Mickey is right outside..."

Howard Geoffrey mumbled, "He’s fast asleep, he won’t hear anything."

Rebecca Quentin tried another excuse, "But what if he wakes up now?"

"Then let him cry for a bit."

"Ah?"

In that moment, Howard Geoffrey already pressed against Rebecca Quentin’s tender entrance, entering fiercely...

Withdrawing from Rebecca Quentin’s body, Howard Geoffrey held her weakened form that had collapsed in his arms.

Rebecca Quentin was still gasping for breath, standing upright, gently freeing herself from Howard Geoffrey’s embrace.

Howard Geoffrey asked, "Do you want me to carry you to the bathtub?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, "I’ll just wash up and come out!"

Howard Geoffrey’s hands support Rebecca Quentin’s slender waist, his dark eyes staring directly at her slightly pale face, he asked in a low voice, "Baby, you don’t seem very happy tonight."

Rebecca Quentin lifted her eyes to Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face, explaining as though nothing was wrong, "No, I just feel a bit tired..."

Howard Geoffrey seemed convinced, kissed her long lashes, murmuring, "You must be exhausted."

Rebecca Quentin gave a gentle smile.

At this moment, the child’s cries faintly reached them...

Rebecca Quentin quickly nudged Howard Geoffrey, "Mickey is awake, go and check..."

"Okay."

Wrapping a towel around his waist, Howard Geoffrey walked out.