CHAPTER 367: CHAPTER 196: HE’S ALREADY HERE 2

Christine Quinn flung Rebecca Quentin aside, angrily shouting, "Bastard, this is just too much!!"

Watching Christine Quinn storm toward the door, Rebecca Quentin did not stop her and choked out, "Sis, what dignity do I have left in front of him if you do this?"

Rebecca Quentin’s words caused Christine Quinn’s spine to stiffen, immediately freezing her in place.

"Becca..."

Christine Quinn turned around, her voice full of infinite affection.

Rebecca Quentin lowered her eyes, biting her lips hard. Once she felt that the pain in her lips had numbed the pain in her heart, she softly spoke, "Sis, promise me, stop calling him about my issues in the future, let’s just put a full stop to things between him and me!"

"But..."

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, "Don’t say anymore, sis... I’m tired, I want to go back to the room to rest for a while, call me at noon."

Knowing she needed quiet time to think, Christine Quinn didn’t stop her and nodded lightly.

Rebecca Quentin then turned, walking into the room.

Closing the door, Rebecca Quentin blankly sat on the edge of the bed.

Seeing Andrew sleeping soundly in the crib, Rebecca Quentin tried hard to suppress her tears, which finally uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks.

However, she didn’t sob, just kept using her elbows to wipe away the constantly overflowing tears while trying hard to suppress the sobs choking her throat.

Suddenly, she smiled foolishly, her expression seemingly mocking.

It’s over, haha, it’s finally over...

Before, she had actually been hoping.

If he knew, he’d surely laugh at her!

In fact, if it weren’t for the "M" incident, she wouldn’t have had any hopes; back in New York, everything was already clearly stated between them. She still remembers him asking if she would reconsider being with him if there were no issues with her father or Alice Robinson, and she had resolutely replied that it was impossible...

Actually, her answer wasn’t an impulsive one made out of spite at that moment; it was a well-considered response all along...

She had been entangled with him for so many years, round and round, stumbling along the way, until ultimately, the problems standing between them only increased, and she was very tired, really tired...

In the days apart from him, she also thought it through; in all these years with him, when they seemed to be perfectly aligned in spirit while together, it seemed nonexistent...

He approached her, always with his purposes, and she never knew when he was true and when he was false.

This kind of relationship, which doesn’t really qualify as a relationship, should have ended long ago, but she was indecisive... Often naïve like a little girl even now.

Thinking it through calmly now, actually, his absence is better...

If he doesn’t come, she won’t need to worry about past issues, nor about how to get along with his mother in the future, nor about whether he ever had real feelings for her... because all this worrying has become utterly meaningless.

Since he’s already decided "it’s over," then let it completely end, let her have no reason left to hold onto the slightest bit of attachment to this relationship...

Thinking of this, Rebecca Quentin slowly closed her weary eyes, finally releasing the heavy past burdening her deep within...

Even though Rebecca Quentin showed no abnormalities yesterday, Christine Quinn still opened Rebecca Quentin’s room door early the next morning, very worried that something might have happened to her.

Upon opening the door and not seeing Rebecca Quentin, Christine Quinn was startled, instantly calling out loudly, "Becca, Becca..."

Rebecca Quentin came out from behind the wardrobe, asking, "Sis, what’s wrong?"

Finally seeing Rebecca Quentin, Christine Quinn immediately hugged her, "You frightened me, I thought you went somewhere early in the morning." Christine Quinn said as her heart was still lingering with fear.

Rebecca Quentin released herself from Christine Quinn’s embrace, smiling, "What are you doing? I was just looking for clothes by the wardrobe. The weather is nice today, I want to change into something lighter..."

"Becca, are you really okay?"

Rebecca Quentin linked her arm with Christine Quinn’s, nodding solemnly, "I swear to you, I’m really fine, don’t worry about me. You forgot I’m someone with a baby now, all kinds of ups and downs are not suitable for me, and there’s really nothing to be sad about. The outcome between him and me is the best it could be..."

"Well..."

Rebecca Quentin pushed Christine Quinn out of the room, "Go wake Marie up. I’ve already bought breakfast; it’ll get cold if she doesn’t get up to eat..."