CHAPTER 148: CHAPTER 84: FROM NOW ON, I’LL RELY ON YOU TO SUPPORT ME 3_2

Becca was puzzled, "If that’s your view on love, why did you say something completely different to me last time?"

Christine sighed deeply, "Because I was jealous of you and wanted you to back off."

"Back off?"

"Yes, I was jealous that you had taken all of Howard’s affection from me, jealous of how devoted he is to you now, and even more jealous that you could make him break up with me."

Becca let her true feelings slip out, "But I felt that you didn’t intend to deceive me at the time."

Christine gave a bitter smile, "That just means I acted too well."

At this moment, Becca’s thin body dropped heavily onto the chair, her face a picture of bewilderment.

"I am quite sorry for this, but clearly my words didn’t change your decision to be with Howard... I’m curious, since you were so determined to be with him, why did you choose to separate today? You haven’t told me the reason yet."

Becca was absent-minded and did not answer Christine.

Actually, looking back now, Howard hadn’t truly taken any substantial revenge on her.

If Howard really wanted to take revenge, he could have acted during the four years they were apart, but he didn’t. In fact, he secretly had Isabella give her a large sum of money.

Also, if he wanted to take revenge now, he had countless ways to do so. Why would he go through all the trouble to keep her by his side? Everyone knows he is cold and decisive in his actions and wouldn’t choose a method that requires patience to slowly torment someone. Moreover, during those days on the island, she never believed that everything he said was just an act...

So, if he could let go of the grudges of the past generation for Christine, he could certainly let them go for her too, if he really cared about her.

But if he truly cared, how could the contraceptive pills be explained?

In fact, the last straw that broke her trust in him was precisely that bottle of pills.

At this thought, Becca suddenly spoke, "Miss Quinn, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"You’ve been with Howard for so many years, why have you never had children?"

Christine seemed to have anticipated this question from Becca and let out her well-prepared answer, "Actually, my body was injured many years ago, and the doctor advised me not to have sexual intercourse. So, I’ve been receiving treatment all these years, and was never with Howard until a few months ago when I finally had surgery to recover. The doctor told me that even if I had intercourse, I must be extremely cautious not to get pregnant, because my body still couldn’t handle it. But I was so excited that I went to T City to find Howard. He took me to a gynecological hospital there for a check-up, and he was happy at the time. Unfortunately, because he was concerned I couldn’t get pregnant, he never went any further with me. Even when I bought contraceptive pills, he showed no interest in me... Looking back now, it seems his feelings for me were gradually fading, and he was only staying with me out of a sense of responsibility."

Among everything Christine said, what left the deepest impression on Becca was the "contraceptive pills."

Becca couldn’t help but ask, "You bought contraceptive pills?"

Christine nodded, "Yes... it’s actually quite ridiculous. I left that bottle in the drawer of the hotel room to surprise Howard, but that night he worked late, and the next day he sent me back to the United States, using work as an excuse, so the pills were never used."

"Are you referring to XX Hotel?"

"Yes, because every time Howard comes to T City, he stays at XX Hotel, so they have a room reserved for him. I imagine you and Howard were also intimate there."

It was indeed XX Hotel, and the contraceptive pills were indeed left there by Christine. So... they had nothing to do with him.

"Stop the car, stop the car."

Pounding on the window, Becca suddenly became anxious.

Christine abruptly hit the brakes, irritated, "What are you doing? We’re almost at the airport."

Becca immediately opened the car door, jumped out, and shook her head vigorously, "I’m not going to the airport anymore, I want to go back!"

Christine followed her out of the car, "Are you crazy? You managed to get away from the Geoffrey house with so much difficulty, and now you want to go back?"

At this moment, a taxi appeared in Becca’s line of sight.

Becca promptly hailed the taxi and got in.

"Hey..." Christine irritably tapped on the taxi window.

Becca apologized, "Miss Quinn, I’m sorry for troubling you today. I’ll explain properly another time. Thank you for your help today, but I must leave now... driver, take me to Sandia Mountain."

The next second, the taxi left Christine behind in a cloud of dust.

Christine’s face, which was restless and angry, turned into a faint sadness at this moment. But she didn’t mourn for Becca for too long, she quickly took out her phone from the car, rapidly dialing Howard’s number.

At the Geoffrey house.

The banquet was nearing its end, and Roger was helping to see off the guests.

Howard was comfortably seated on the only sofa in the room on the second floor, flicking the ash from his cigarette.

At this moment, his phone rang.

Howard pressed the speakerphone button and placed the phone on the table in front of him.

"Howard, it’s me... I did as you said, please give Marie back to me, she’ll be scared without me, I’m begging you... I promise I won’t do anything against your wishes again, please don’t hurt Marie, I won’t contact Rebecca Quentin again..."

Christine’s voice, filled with fear and apprehension, pleaded and almost begged Howard.

Howard didn’t immediately respond to Christine’s sobbing, instead, he took a drag of his cigarette and, after exhaling a thin trail of transparent smoke, coolly replied, "Someone will contact you. Remember today’s lesson."

When Becca returned to Geoffrey’s house, it was already close to midnight.

But the Geoffrey house, which should have been deep in sleep, was still brightly lit.

Carrying her doubts, Becca walked into the villa’s hall and saw Mrs. Geoffrey, who had been full of joy tonight, now leaning wearily against the sofa.

"Miss Quentin?"

The servant noticed Becca and called out in excitement.

Mrs. Geoffrey, who had been resting her head, immediately opened her eyes upon hearing the servant’s call, staring in disbelief at Becca standing in front of her.