CHAPTER 399: CHAPTER 212: NO CHILDREN (1-2)

"I..."

"I beg you, Auntie..."

Mrs. Geoffrey looked at Rebecca Quentin’s pained expression and, in her helplessness and hesitation, slowly said, "Child, you have to trust Howard Geoffrey, he was just trying to help..."

"Yes, Becca, five years ago, I did indeed make an unforgivable mistake... I knew this day would come eventually, just never thought it would come so quickly."

Howard Geoffrey’s voice was extremely hoarse with self-blame.

At that moment, Rebecca Quentin’s legs gave way...

As she was close to falling, Howard Geoffrey timely reached out to hold her in his arms, "Becca!"

Rebecca Quentin’s eyes had become blurred from the flood of tears...

She still couldn’t bear it, kept shaking her head, with tears continuously streaming from her eyes.

Tenderly, Howard Geoffrey held Rebecca Quentin close to him, "Honey, we’ve finally come together, can you give me a chance to make up for my mistakes..."

Rebecca Quentin already seemed like someone without strength, she collapsed in Howard Geoffrey’s embrace, lost in her own deep sorrow...

"Honey..."

With affection, Howard Geoffrey kissed Rebecca Quentin’s hair, his voice extremely low and raspy.

Skyler Jones walked to Rebecca Quentin’s side at this moment, compassionately speaking, "Becca, leave here with me."

Rebecca Quentin whimpered, leaning in Howard Geoffrey’s arms, and began to cry loudly.

Skyler Jones looked at Rebecca Quentin, suffering in her painful sadness, feeling pity yet not regretting revealing the truth to her because a genuine relationship cannot be maintained with lies all my life.

"Honey, I’m sorry..."

Howard Geoffrey repeatedly expressed apologies in Rebecca Quentin’s ear, but she did not react at all, only cried, kept crying, her tears wetting Howard Geoffrey’s clothes.

Who knows how long had passed, Rebecca Quentin slowly pushed Howard Geoffrey away...

There was no blame, no anger, her tear-soaked eyes just stared fixedly at Howard Geoffrey, tightly pursing her lips.

"Becca, let’s go."

At this moment, Skyler Jones had already grasped Rebecca Quentin.

Rebecca Quentin still looked at Howard Geoffrey, but her body was already being pulled by Skyler Jones, she seemed unconscious, allowing Skyler Jones to lead her.

However, Howard Geoffrey simply could not allow Rebecca Quentin to leave...

So, at the second when Skyler Jones pulled the devastated Rebecca Quentin to turn away, several bodyguards who always followed Howard Geoffrey had already surrounded them.

Inside the bedroom, Rebecca Quentin sat blankly at the bedside.

Her eyes were swollen, her gaze full of moisture.

Thinking of his deception, her freshly receded tears filled her eyes again...

Outside the room.

"Old Madam."

"Is Becca still inside?"

"Yes."

"You all can leave now!"

"Yes."

After finishing the conversation with the servant, Mrs. Geoffrey gently knocked on the door, "Becca."

Rebecca Quentin did not respond.

"If you don’t make a sound, I’m coming in."

Rebecca Quentin still did not reply.

Mrs. Geoffrey then twisted the doorknob and entered the room.

Mrs. Geoffrey first noticed the untouched dinner on the bedside table, she sighed and sat down beside Rebecca Quentin, worriedly said, "You can’t go without eating at night. I’ll have the servants reheat it, eat a little bit, okay?"

Rebecca Quentin silently shed tears, her gaze vacant staring ahead.

"You have to think about yourself, and also consider the baby in your belly... If you don’t like this food, I’ll have them prepare something you love."

Rebecca Quentin remained completely indifferent.

Seeing Rebecca Quentin’s painful and sorrowful demeanor, Mrs. Geoffrey hung her head, her voice suddenly choking, "Becca, actually..."

"Mom, you should go out!"

A low male voice suddenly came in.

Mrs. Geoffrey looked up to see her son had already entered the room.

Howard Geoffrey’s tall figure moved before Rebecca Quentin, gazing at her tear-filled eyes, he calmly said to Mrs. Geoffrey, "I want to talk to her alone."

Mrs. Geoffrey slowly stood up, looking at her son’s stern profile, hesitated, but ultimately left the room.

After Mrs. Geoffrey left, the room was left with only Rebecca Quentin’s suppressed sobs.

The constantly sliding tears from Rebecca Quentin’s eyes tightly tugged at Howard Geoffrey’s heart, he spoke hoarsely, "Being angry with me doesn’t mean you should joke around with your health."

Rebecca Quentin stared blankly ahead, not even glancing at Howard Geoffrey.

Howard Geoffrey then picked up the dinner from the bedside table, checked the bowl’s temperature, confirmed it was still warm enough to eat, he picked up the bowl, sat down beside her, "This soup was specially brewed for you by Mom, it’s very nutritious, have some." Speaking, he lifted a spoonful towards Rebecca Quentin’s mouth.

No one expected at this moment, Rebecca Quentin angrily waved the spoon aside, the soup splattered on the spotless sheet, she stood up, glaring at Howard Geoffrey in pain, "I was thinking, if Mr. Jones hadn’t revealed everything, would I really, as Mr. Jones said, lie beside my father’s murderer every day and feel content and comfortable, not knowing my father in heaven is shedding blood and tears watching his unfilial daughter."

Facing Rebecca Quentin’s anger, Howard Geoffrey was not infuriated, he placed the bowl aside, stood up, his dark eyes gazing down at her pale face, "Your father’s death, I indeed owe, but the past, I don’t want to explain too much, if you think anything I do can make up for your father’s death, I will do my best."

Rebecca Quentin scoffed, let out a cold laugh, "It turns out killing a person can be compensated for after sex... Howard Geoffrey, you really treat human life lightly!"

Howard Geoffrey calmly looked at Rebecca Quentin’s mocking face, said slowly, "I know you don’t want to see me now, I’ll give you some time alone, but since you’re pregnant, you can’t go hungry, I’ll have someone send dinner to you later... don’t punish yourself for someone else’s mistake."

Rebecca Quentin shouted resentfully, "I don’t want your concern, you hypocrite!!"

Howard Geoffrey turned, stepped away.

Watching Howard Geoffrey’s departing figure, thinking of how she spent five years never truly seeing this person, Rebecca Quentin heavily sat back on the bed, her tears falling even more fiercely...

Mrs. Geoffrey saw Howard Geoffrey come out from the room, she immediately approached, anxiously asking, "Is Becca alright?"

Howard Geoffrey walked towards the study, he did not directly answer Mrs. Geoffrey, just lightly said to his mother following him, "Have them prepare another dinner to be sent to her!"