CHAPTER 346: CHAPTER 185: ROGER LEONARD AND ISABELLA JOANNA’S WEDDING 2_2

Alice took the initiative to stand up and greet, "Hello, Mr. Lewis, I’m Alice."

Nelson Lewis responded politely, "Miss Robinson, pleasure to meet you, this is my wife, Theresa."

Alice respectfully said, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Theresa responded, "No need to be so formal, Miss Robinson..."

"Howard, I thought you wouldn’t be able to make it..." Nelson Lewis said as he sat down, raising a glass to clink with Howard Geoffrey.

Howard Geoffrey clinked glasses with Nelson Lewis, smiling faintly, "Nothing is more important than attending Roger’s wedding."

Theresa apologized, "Nelson and I wanted to come earlier, but Mickey had a sudden fever last night, I was worried all night, we only came after his fever subsided..."

"I’m sure General Leonard won’t blame you." Alice said considerately.

Theresa turned her gaze to Alice, "Miss Robinson, you must be about three months pregnant by now?"

Alice answered sweetly, "Hmm, almost four months."

"Do you know if it’s a boy or girl?"

"I had a check-up recently, the doctor said it looks like a girl, but it’s not certain, developing very healthily."

Theresa smiled, "If you have a daughter, Howard would be very happy... he’s always liked girls."

"I hope so too." Alice nodded shyly.

At this moment, Roger Leonard and Isabella Joanna were walking over after getting off the stage...

Roger Leonard affectionately held Isabella Joanna, his first words were a complaint, "Big brother, you’re really not fair, arriving so late..."

Nelson Lewis began explaining.

Gradually, laughter from the three couples came from the other side.

Rebecca Quentin had long since withdrawn her gaze from that side, yet somehow, she felt a heaviness in her chest, she immediately picked up her bag and got up, heading towards the bathroom.

Standing before the mirror at the sink, Rebecca Quentin stared blankly at her reflection.

Suddenly, a voice came, "Seeing Mr. Geoffrey with another woman, you’re feeling uneasy inside, aren’t you?"

Rebecca Quentin was startled, turned around, and saw Isabella Joanna.

Rebecca Quentin patted her chest, complaining, "Isabella, you really scared me!"

Isabella Joanna walked over to the sink and washed her hands, saying, "I saw you sitting there alone earlier, knowing Mr. Geoffrey was there, you probably didn’t want me to greet you, so seeing you head to the bathroom, I came to check on you."

Rebecca Quentin gently held Isabella Joanna’s shoulder, "It’s nothing, you have so many engagements tonight, don’t worry about me... I haven’t had the chance to personally congratulate you, I wish you and General Leonard a long, happy marriage."

Looking at Rebecca Quentin’s smiling face, Isabella Joanna sighed deeply, her tone slightly sorrowful, "Though I’m very happy today, seeing you and Mr. Geoffrey not even greeting each other now, it truly makes me sad..."

Indeed, earlier Rebecca Quentin and Howard Geoffrey had been sitting at tables not far from each other, Rebecca could notice Howard, and naturally, Howard could notice Rebecca too. Yet, they didn’t even share a momentary glance, now like two unfamiliar strangers.

"Becca, I’m really heartbroken for you... I didn’t expect things between you and Mr. Geoffrey to end like this." Isabella Joanna’s eyes reddened, her voice choked.

Rebecca Quentin said with relief, "You’re really silly, matters of the heart, when it’s right it comes, when it’s not it goes, I have no regrets, and you’re the one feeling sorry for me."

Isabella Joanna’s voice was hoarse, "I’m just so heartbroken for you..."

"Silly girl!" Rebecca Quentin gently embraced Isabella Joanna.

Due to concerns about Andrew, Rebecca Quentin didn’t stay long in G City, flying back to T City early the next morning.

On the taxi ride home, Rebecca Quentin again thought about the romantic scenes from Roger Leonard and Isabella Joanna’s wedding yesterday, her mouth involuntarily smiling, yet before she knew it, scenes filled her mind of that person, his intimate whispers with Alice at the church, holding Alice in front of reporters...

Forcibly pushing away the jumbled images in her mind, Rebecca Quentin turned her gaze outside the window.

Suddenly, a pain similar to yesterday’s came from Rebecca Quentin’s lower abdomen.

Rebecca Quentin thought like yesterday, leaning back on the seat might ease it, but who knew, today’s pain grew increasingly evident...

Gradually, sweat beaded on Rebecca Quentin’s forehead from enduring the pain.

The driver noticed Rebecca Quentin’s discomfort through the rearview mirror and asked with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"

Rebecca Quentin could no longer bear it, using her remaining strength, she said, "Doctor, I’m pregnant, my stomach hurts, can you take me to the nearest hospital?"

The driver, surprised, responded quickly, "The hospital is right up ahead, we’ll be there soon." He stepped on the gas.

The taxi driver, showing goodwill, took Rebecca Quentin’s fare but didn’t leave immediately; instead, he helped her into the hospital and then departed.

The nurse, noticing Rebecca Quentin’s pale face, learned she was pregnant, and immediately arranged for her to enter emergency care.

"Doctor Robinson, she’s pregnant and experiencing abdominal pain, please check her..." the nurse said, helping Rebecca Quentin into the doctor’s office.

The doctor got up and assisted Rebecca Quentin onto a chair.

The doctor asked, "Any bleeding?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, "Just pain..."

"Lie down over here, I’ll do a check-up for you."

"Thank you."

As the doctor and nurse helped Rebecca Quentin onto the bed, preparing for the check-up, the doctor’s gaze suddenly froze, "It’s you!"

Rebecca Quentin, groggy, looked at the doctor, seemingly recognizing him too, unable to say anything before falling unconscious.

Rebecca Quentin slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the white ceiling of the hospital room.

"You’re awake."

A steady male voice came.

Rebecca Quentin, slightly weak, glanced at the doctor standing by the bed.

The nurse placed a pillow behind Rebecca Quentin’s back, helping her slowly sit up, leaning against the headboard.

"You’re Alice’s brother, I thought you were working in New York."

Wearing a white gown, Chester Robinson answered, "My surname is Robinson, single name ’Chester.’ I’m an obstetrician-gynecologist. I came to work in T City because my hospital offered an overseas learning opportunity this year, and I’ve always been interested in T City, China, so I chose to come here."