CHAPTER 373: CHAPTER 199: ALL KINDS OF SWEETNESS, ALL KINDS OF HAPPINESS (PART 1)

Tears flooded out like a broken dam, soaking his black shirt, as Rebecca Quentin tried to break free from Howard Geoffrey’s embrace.

"I thought I could do it, but I found out that I couldn’t... Becca, I want to change our lives and give us a perfect ending."

"Uh..."

Rebecca Quentin suddenly lost control of her emotions and started to sob.

Howard Geoffrey pulled Rebecca Quentin away, looking at her tear-stained face; his eyes, always cold in front of others, now full of warmth and sorrow, "Don’t cry, darling..."

Rebecca Quentin looked at Howard Geoffrey through her tearful eyes, sobbing even more forcefully due to her grievances.

At this moment, Rebecca Quentin blushed and asked softly, "Are you worried about the baby?"

"You’re less than two months pregnant, which is the most dangerous time; you shouldn’t move too much."

"You’ll be fine if you’re careful."

Howard Geoffrey chuckled softly, "Wasn’t the last time satisfying enough..."

"Do you plan to leave me to solve it myself?"

"Hey, you..."

Rebecca Quentin was already exhausted, closing her eyes.

Now she could finally be sure of one thing: during the days apart from Howard Geoffrey, he definitely didn’t touch another woman. She had helped him relieve so much that her hands went numb; surprisingly, that was more tiring than being with him...

Rebecca Quentin turned her body sideways, "I want to sleep now..."

"Okay."

Rebecca Quentin kept her eyes closed but rationally spoke, "But I still have so many questions I haven’t asked you."

Howard Geoffrey tenderly said, "You can ask when you wake up."

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, "No, I can’t sleep without asking you."

Howard Geoffrey patiently replied, "Okay, go ahead."

Rebecca Quentin asked that eternal question again, "Did you really never touch Alice Robinson?"

Howard Geoffrey tapped Rebecca Quentin’s nose lightly, "Silly girl... I’ve answered you so many times already; do you want me to swear to the heavens?"

"I’ll believe you for now... Have you ever slept with her?"

"No."

"Have you ever hugged her?"

"No."

"You’re lying to me!" Rebecca Quentin opened her eyes, accusing pitifully, "Sister told me that she called you one night, and Alice answered. And you said you’ve never hugged Alice, but at General Leonard’s wedding, you clearly hugged her in front of all those reporters. Hmph, you really don’t tell me the truth!"

Rebecca Quentin protested, "I didn’t..."

"Really didn’t?"

Rebecca Quentin was angrily ashamed, "Who is as cold-blooded and heartless as you!"

Howard Geoffrey chuckled, "I thought the only one stealing was me."

Rebecca Quentin suddenly softened, "You... did you really look at me during the wedding?"

"The waiter served you a glass of champagne, but you didn’t drink it; you only asked for a glass of warm water."

"Bad guy, I thought you really didn’t notice me..."

Howard Geoffrey curled his lips, "So, do you still want to ask me if I care about Alice now?"

Rebecca Quentin snorted, "You haven’t answered the question I asked you."

"Yes, I stayed with her a few nights, but there was nothing between us; it was just a show for the media. As for what you said, it was just acting in front of the media. I didn’t even touch her waist..."

"How many nights were you with her?"

"I don’t remember clearly..."

"No, you need to remember clearly and tell me every detail of each night."

"Honey, didn’t you say you wanted to sleep?"

"I don’t want to sleep now; I only want to hear you explain to me."

"Do you really want me to talk about the details of each night?"

"Yes."

However, just as he closed his eyes, his phone started ringing from within the suit jacket on the ground.

To avoid waking the sleeping mother and son, he immediately got up, took out his phone, and chose to mute it.

Seeing the number displayed on the phone, Howard Geoffrey got out of bed, walked to the window, and pressed the answer button, "Mom." Although the call was from his own mother, his tone still carried its usual coldness.

"I couldn’t get through to you before, and then called your secretary, who told me you’d already gone to the city."

"Yes."

"Son, what I said before, did you..."

Howard Geoffrey interrupted his mother’s words, "Mom, I might not be able to fulfill my promise to you..."

Mrs. Geoffrey seemed somewhat incredulous, "You’re with Rebecca Quentin now?"

"Yes."

"But..."

"Mom, you’re going to be a grandmother again."

"What, Becca, she..." Mrs. Geoffrey was too shocked to speak.

Howard Geoffrey looked outside the window with a tranquil gaze, calmly saying, "I want to stay by her side and take care of her for a lifetime."

Mrs. Geoffrey sighed heavily, "I knew it; I couldn’t stop you after all. I’m just worried that once you two are together, she might one day find out..."

Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face was calm, speaking with a distant tone, "No, she will never know."

Midway through sleep, Rebecca Quentin suddenly woke up.

At first, she was bewildered and groggy, only realizing several seconds later as she heard faint sounds of a baby’s crying.

It’s Andrew!

Rebecca Quentin instinctively looked towards the crib beside her, only to find it wasn’t in its usual place, nor was it even in the room.

Rebecca Quentin jumped in surprise, sitting bolt upright, realizing the other side of the bed was empty too. She quickly dressed in the clothes already laid out on the nightstand, urgently getting up.

As she left the room, Rebecca Quentin also wondered where Howard Geoffrey had gone...

Rebecca Quentin frowned, opening the door.

The living room was eerily quiet...

Rebecca Quentin’s heart grew increasingly uneasy as she headed to the only guest room in the suite.

She opened the door, the room was somewhat dim because the curtains were drawn, but the warm sunlight still streamed through the gaps between the curtains, warmly highlighting the silhouette of a man sitting by the crib.

It’s Howard Geoffrey!

Rebecca Quentin stood there in a daze, staring at the man she loved deeply.

He was watching the child intently, not noticing that she had entered. He gently rocked the crib, which could also be seen as a cradle, while gazing at Andrew’s sleeping face.

He looked at Andrew with such tenderness, a smile played on his lips, the love was evident.

Rebecca Quentin stood frozen, feeling a continuous rush of warmth flooding her heart.

The person she cared most about and their child, such a quiet and warm scene.

This emotion came swiftly and overwhelmingly, flooding her heart before she even had time to control it.

She felt like crying because he was right there by her side, and also because he was looking at their child with such tenderness...