CHAPTER 375: CHAPTER 200: ALL KINDS OF SWEETNESS, ALL KINDS OF HAPPINESS (PART 2)

Andrew looked at Howard Geoffrey, sniffed, and slowly opened his mouth.

Howard Geoffrey panicked, recognizing this as the prelude to the child crying. His handsome face changed color, "Don’t cry, little darling, Daddy worked so hard to get you to sleep..."

Andrew continued to take deep breaths.

Howard Geoffrey, who had never been flustered when dealing with anything, was actually holding his breath at this moment.

As a result, second by second passed, the expected sound of the child crying did not come. Under Rebecca Quentin’s gentle motion of rocking the cradle, Andrew let out a big yawn and slowly fell asleep again.

This little guy, really doesn’t play by the rules...

Howard Geoffrey internally let out a sigh of relief, suddenly hearing a crisp sound.

He turned his face, seeing that the laughter came from the small woman in his arms.

She was laughing.

She started with a slight, gentle laugh, and when he looked at her, she laughed more melodiously like wind chimes swayed by the wind. Her brows and eyes were filled with sweetness because of this smile.

Yes, she was mocking him...

Mocking the usually serious and aloof him for having no dignity in front of a child...

He looked at her, surprisingly not angry at all, just dazedly listening to her laughter, deeply gazing at her, feeling a satisfaction he’d never felt before. His arms tightened around her, and he kissed her cheek.

He would not regret making this decision, he wanted her—

For this life and the next.

Christine Quinn took Marilyn Quinn back to the apartment, and not seeing Rebecca Quentin and Howard Geoffrey, she found the guest room...

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Rebecca Quentin sitting intimately on Howard Geoffrey’s lap, the two of them kissing...

Christine Quinn blushed shyly, quietly closing the door, and whispered to Marie behind her, "Uncle Geoffrey and your aunt are talking inside, don’t disturb them. Go do your homework, Mommy will make lunch."

Marilyn obediently walked away.

Christine Quinn patted her chest, her expression finally relaxing... It seemed she wasn’t suited to live here anymore, this unsuitable scene shouldn’t be seen by Marie.

Noon.

Everyone was having lunch...

Christine Quinn asked, "Howard Geoffrey, are you planning to take Becca back to New York next, or stay in T City?"

Rebecca Quentin was also contemplating this question, so she secretly glanced at Howard Geoffrey.

Howard Geoffrey dabbed his mouth with a napkin and calmly said, "I won’t be returning to New York for now."

Rebecca Quentin was stunned, "Not returning to New York?"

Christine Quinn’s expression was also surprised, "So you’re not minding ’Skytop’ anymore?"

Howard Geoffrey turned his face to look at Rebecca Quentin, "I can handle business affairs in T City."

Christine Quinn chuckled, "It seems someone is not planning to leave his wife and child even for a moment..."

Howard Geoffrey hugged Rebecca Quentin, following with a smile, "When Becca was pregnant with Andrew, I wasn’t by her side. Now, I will do my utmost to make up for what I owe her."

"How corny..." Christine Quinn teased.

Rebecca Quentin blushed with embarrassment, but her heart was sweet as honey.

At this moment, Marilyn’s naive voice innocently chimed in, "Mommy, Uncle Geoffrey came to stay with Auntie. Let’s go find Daddy!"

Christine Quinn’s expression changed, "No need, T City is quite good... Your Uncle Geoffrey surely doesn’t want to stay in this small suite with your aunt, so when your Uncle Geoffrey takes your aunt away, we’ll continue to rent here."

"Mommy..." Marie was a bit displeased.

Christine Quinn impatiently said, "Eat your meal."

Marilyn pouted, helplessly lowering her head to eat.

Rebecca Quentin spoke up at this point, "Sis, actually Mr. Jones also hopes Marie can stay by his side, why don’t you..."

Christine Quinn interrupted directly, "Even though Marie is his daughter, I have nothing to do with him. I don’t want to get too close to him." Only by staying away can one let go.

Marilyn secretly lifted her eyes, looking at Rebecca Quentin for help.

Knowing that her sister, like herself, had a stubborn personality, Rebecca Quentin then looked to Howard Geoffrey for help.

Only to hear Howard Geoffrey speak faintly, "In the next couple of days, if you’re going back to Y City, you might not see my brother. He went to France yesterday and had a little accident while inspecting the project site, injuring his hand."

Rebecca Quentin and Christine Quinn raised their eyes at the same time, speaking in unison, "Injured his hand?"

Christine Quinn asked more anxiously, "Where did he hurt his hand? Is it serious?"

"The hand injury isn’t serious, just makes daily living a bit inconvenient."

Marilyn said empathetically, "Then Daddy is so pitiful."

Christine Quinn suddenly put down her bowl, falling into a daze.

Rebecca Quentin asked Howard Geoffrey with concern, "Does he have anyone to take care of him?"

Howard Geoffrey frowned, glancing at Rebecca Quentin.

Rebecca Quentin didn’t understand what Howard Geoffrey’s expression meant and worriedly asked, "How did he injure his hand?"

Marilyn tugged on Christine Quinn’s hand, "Mommy, let’s go find Daddy..."

Christine Quinn’s voice finally hesitated, "I..."

"Mommy, Daddy is so pitiful alone..."

"Sis, maybe you should go to France to see Mr. Jones. Injuries can be minor or serious, and if no one is taking care of him, it’s hard for it to heal."

"I won’t go!!" At that moment, Christine Quinn said decisively.

"Mommy..." Marilyn continued to plead.

Christine Quinn finally became impatient with Marilyn’s pleas, "Fine, we’ll wait in Y City for your Daddy to come back, but once you see your Daddy is okay, you must come back with me."

Marilyn already felt victorious, couldn’t help kissing Christine Quinn and exclaimed, "Thank you, Mommy, Mommy is the best mommy in the world!"

Afternoon.

Rebecca Quentin, after putting Andrew to sleep, came out of the room, coincidentally seeing Howard Geoffrey, due to the lack of a study, working with a subordinate on a video call at the coffee table.

Rebecca Quentin initially didn’t want to disturb Howard Geoffrey’s work, but seeing him so focused and serious, she couldn’t help being attracted. So, she walked over lightly and sat on the sofa a short distance from him.

Flipping through a magazine, Rebecca Quentin absentmindedly read, occasionally stealing glances at Howard Geoffrey.

He was speaking English with his subordinate, seemingly discussing the Italian project. He was always self-confident and aloof, exuding a natural majesty.

It’s said that focused men are the most handsome...

Unknowingly, Rebecca Quentin forgot to turn the magazine’s page and started to prop her chin, quietly watching Howard Geoffrey handle business.

How can one person be so good-looking and so intelligent? No wonder Alice Robinson, so outstanding, also desires to be with him...

As Rebecca Quentin was lost in thought, suddenly someone embraced her waist.