CHAPTER 332: CHAPTER 178: FAREWELL (PART 2)

"I’ll lend you one million, the other nine million is for Andrew’s child support."

"Andrew doesn’t need your support."

"You may not need me to support Andrew, but I cannot just ignore my son."

Alright, if he wants to give it, let him. Besides, this money means nothing to him, and she will just pay him back later.

"Do whatever you want!"

The servant brought Rebecca Quentin’s luggage to the hallway.

Andrew was already awake at this moment, looking around in Rebecca Quentin’s arms.

The driver arranged by Howard Geoffrey was already outside the villa’s gate, and a group of servants were whispering in the garden.

Rebecca Quentin couldn’t hear what the servants were discussing, but she could vaguely guess that they were probably talking about her leaving abruptly, forcing them to lose their jobs.

"#￥￥%％％..."

Andrew babbled.

Rebecca Quentin turned her head for a glance.

Yes, she was looking for Howard Geoffrey.

She wasn’t waiting for him to say goodbye, but wanted him to take one last look at Andrew.

In the future, he would be in New York, she in T City. They wouldn’t lack opportunities to meet, but it’s hard to say...

The city is so large, even if she passed by "Skytop" with Andrew, it may not encounter him coming to T City.

Maybe they wouldn’t meet all their lives, it’s not impossible.

Not seeing Howard Geoffrey, Rebecca Quentin asked the servant, "Where is Mr. Geoffrey?"

The servant shook his head, "Haven’t seen him for a while."

Rebecca Quentin originally wanted to ask the servant to look for Howard Geoffrey, but then thought, if he really couldn’t bear to part with Andrew, he wouldn’t leave the villa at this time. Why should she insist on him coming to see Andrew, it would only make her seem too sentimental about leaving.

"Never mind, help me with the luggage, let’s go!"

"Alright."

Outside the villa gate, there was already a black car waiting.

Rebecca Quentin, perhaps lost in her thoughts, didn’t realize that was Howard Geoffrey’s usual Bentley, and got in holding Andrew.

Only after sitting in the back seat did she realize, seeing Howard Geoffrey in the driver’s seat, and awkwardly said, "Sorry, I didn’t recognize this was your car. I thought it was the driver you sent to take me to the airport... I’ll get off now." She said and prepared to get out of the car.

But as Rebecca Quentin opened the car door to leave, Howard Geoffrey’s deep voice came, "You didn’t get it wrong, I’m taking you to the airport."

"Uh... I’m going to XX Airport." She certainly didn’t want to take his private plane; she didn’t want to owe him favors.

"Mm."

Howard Geoffrey barely responded, then started the engine.

Rebecca Quentin didn’t object further, closed the car door, and sat on the back seat with Andrew.

The car left the villa...

Rebecca Quentin held Andrew and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Andrew seemed interested in everything in the world; his smart eyes rolled around, long eyelashes fluttering, utterly adorable.

Rebecca Quentin, however, didn’t have the mind to introduce the world to Andrew, lost in thought once more.

After some time, the car reached the airport.

Rebecca Quentin seemed surprised they got to the airport so quickly, and then descended the car with Andrew.

Howard Geoffrey carried the luggage while Rebecca Quentin held Andrew, as they headed to the airport lobby.

Her ticket was one recently available after another passenger cancelled due to some issue, so the flight to T City was about to depart and was already at security check.

At the security check, Rebecca Quentin turned to Howard Geoffrey, "Could you help with the luggage check-in? I’m holding Andrew and it’s inconvenient."

"Sure."

Howard Geoffrey headed to the check-in desk with the luggage.

Rebecca Quentin waited quietly where she was, watched him converse with the staff, and then looked down at Andrew in her arms, "Sweetie, you’ll say goodbye to daddy soon, remember to say it, okay?"

Andrew babbled as if he understood.

When Rebecca Quentin looked up again towards Howard Geoffrey, he had finished checking in the luggage and was coming towards her.

Rebecca Quentin didn’t shy away, but gave a faint smile, "Thank you."

Howard Geoffrey reached Rebecca Quentin and asked, "When you arrive in T City, I’ll arrange someone to pick you up."

"No need... I’m familiar with T City, I can stay at a hotel the first night, and find a place the next day."

"Maybe you can catch a taxi right out of the airport, but inside the airport, who would help you with the luggage?"

"I..."

"Be sensible, it’s not a favor, just for Andrew’s safety."

Since he put it this way, she had no reason to refuse.

After a moment of silence, the airport hall began announcing the boarding call for the flight Rebecca Quentin was taking.

Rebecca Quentin said, "I need to go..."

"Let me hold Andrew."

"Okay."

Rebecca Quentin nodded gently, carefully handed Andrew over.

Having spent so many days with Howard Geoffrey, Andrew was already quite familiar with him, smiling even more comfortably in his arms than with Rebecca Quentin.

"Little one, be a good listener to mommy in T City, alright?" Howard Geoffrey kissed Andrew affectionately, advising him with parental tone.

Andrew stared at his father with round eyes, seemingly serious about listening to him.

Rebecca Quentin walked up to the father and son, adjusting Andrew’s clothing.

Howard Geoffrey was adept at amusing Andrew, causing him to giggle with every sentence.

Rebecca Quentin kept her eyes on Andrew in Howard Geoffrey’s arms, unknowingly shifting her gaze to his face at some point.

Watching Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face filled with paternal love, Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but be captivated.

Perhaps there is truth in the saying about a father-son connection; he and Andrew became increasingly harmonized. Every time he amused Andrew, Andrew would respond with a bright smile, making even her envious...

"Little one, come on, give daddy a kiss."

Howard Geoffrey lifted Andrew upright, speaking tenderly.

Andrew didn’t know how to kiss, now looking elsewhere while in Howard Geoffrey’s arms.

Rebecca Quentin laughed and said, "Our son is looking somewhere else."

Howard Geoffrey lightly patted Andrew’s bottom, "Little rascal, not giving daddy any face."

Andrew pursed his lips, looking at his father with an innocent expression.