Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 509 - 267: Overwhelmed by Jealousy (Part 1)

Chapter 509: Chapter 267: Overwhelmed by Jealousy (Part 1)

Rebecca Quentin continued to look in that direction, lost in her thoughts.

No one here?

"Becca, Becca..."

Mrs. Geoffrey called her several times before she snapped back to reality, "Hmm?"

"Let’s go sit under the shade, the sun is too strong, the little one might be getting hungry."

"Alright."

Mrs. Geoffrey instructed the servant to bring a very thick and nutritious porridge and patiently fed Andrew.

Rebecca Quentin held Andrew, but her mind was elsewhere.

She had clearly felt that familiar gaze earlier, and out of the corner of her eye, there seemed to be that proud, upright figure...

But how could he possibly be here? He’s in France now, and should be deeply in love with his girlfriend, how could he be here watching her?

She’s really useless...

She’s already told herself to forget, yet she still sees him fleetingly, and the pain when she thinks of him still so clearly surges to her chest.

She sighed inwardly, constantly warning herself that this is the last time she thinks of him.

Evening.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Geoffrey, Rebecca Quentin reluctantly got into the car waiting outside the door, as Mrs. Geoffrey insisted the driver take her back to the city.

As soon as Rebecca Quentin closed the car door, tears started to fall unabashedly.

She couldn’t let go of Andrew; she wished she could be by Andrew’s side every moment...

Several times today she wanted to suggest to Mrs. Geoffrey the idea of taking Andrew back with her, but seeing Mrs. Geoffrey’s loving gaze and the elder’s peaceful and satisfied enjoyment while playing with the grandchild, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Actually, if she proposed to Howard Geoffrey now to have the child follow her, he would probably agree...

According to Mrs. Geoffrey, during this time he’s either in France with Alice Robinson or in New York City handling company matters; he hasn’t returned home.

As a father, how can he not come back to see his child for such a long time? Clearly, he doesn’t care as much about the child as he used to...

Loving someone means loving everything about them; it’s a very ordinary truth. Did their emotional breakup affect his love for Andrew?

Now that he and Alice Robinson haven’t gotten married, if they do get married and have children, will his time at home become even less?

For the past half year, she hasn’t been fighting for Andrew because she feels really guilty inside...

Originally, no matter the state of their relationship, she should have focused primarily on the child in her womb. If she could have calmed down to think and prioritize the child, she might not have reached today’s situation, nor lost that child...

But now, will he still cherish Andrew like before? Should she talk to him about this matter?

When Rebecca Quentin returned to the Palace hotel, New York had already plunged into the bustling nightlife, star-lit and neon-lit.

Rebecca Quentin had just stepped into the hotel when her phone rang from her bag.

She took out her phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello, Doctor Robinson..."

"Back?"

"Just arrived at the hotel."

"You haven’t had dinner yet, have you?"

"No."

"I’ll treat you at the restaurant on the hotel’s first floor, come over."

"Ah?"

Chester Robinson had already hung up.

Rebecca Quentin’s heart was filled with worries; in fact, she had absolutely no appetite; she had returned to the hotel just to quietly contemplate the questions she thought about on the road, but she couldn’t refuse Chester Robinson’s invitation.

After asking the waiter, Rebecca Quentin arrived at the restaurant.

Chester Robinson had chosen a spot near the glass wall; at this moment, he didn’t seem as serious as he usually does when working as a doctor, holding a glass of red wine and lazily leaning on the sofa.

Rebecca Quentin smiled and waved at Chester Robinson and then took a seat across from him.

Chester Robinson’s gaze fell on her; having had some wine, there was a charming allure in the depths of his eyes, and he asked, "Will you join me for a drink?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head. "I have to work tomorrow."

Chester Robinson didn’t insist, his gaze still gentle, his voice warm and rich, "Then let’s eat."

"Okay."

"I’ve already ordered your favorite curry steak."

Rebecca Quentin was slightly surprised.

Chester Robinson looked at her calmly and smiled, "Why, surprised I know you like curry steak?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded honestly.

Chester Robinson spoke slowly, "I saw a recipe book at your home, and the page left open was how to make curry steak." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Rebecca Quentin chuckled, "Are all doctors this attentive?"

Chester Robinson smiled, "Maybe!"

"By the way..." Rebecca Quentin glanced around, "Why haven’t I seen Manager Smith?"

Manager Smith is his friend, he wouldn’t just invite her to dinner, right!

Chester Robinson seemed to have anticipated she would ask this question and casually replied, "She said she has private activities in the evening."

"Private activities?" Rebecca Quentin thought for a moment, then laughed, not saying much more. Manager Smith must have gone to the bar; last time in New York, Manager Smith’s nightlife was already quite colorful.

The waiter brought the meal Chester Robinson had ordered.

With the aroma of the enticing food, Rebecca Quentin temporarily forgot her worries, and her stomach growled, she began to eat.

Rebecca Quentin sliced another piece of steak, only to realize that Chester Robinson seemed not to have ordered any food; at this moment, she was the only one eating.

Rebecca Quentin couldn’t help but look at Chester Robinson, awkwardly asking, "Uh, aren’t you eating?"

"I’ve eaten."

"Then I feel so bad... Don’t wait for me, go to your room first, I’ll settle the bill later."

Chester Robinson raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you want to pay by yourself?"

"Uh..." Rebecca Quentin hesitated for a second, then noticed the hotel’s opulent surroundings with her peripheral vision, feeling embarrassed as she lowered her eyelashes, "Then you better wait for me!"

Oops...

Indeed, having a meal here isn’t something someone with a salary like hers can afford.

Chester Robinson looked at Rebecca Quentin’s embarrassed expression with interest, holding the red wine, his smile growing wider.

After dinner, Chester Robinson went to pay, while Rebecca Quentin went for a trip to the restroom.

On her way back, Rebecca Quentin, fearing she might have kept Chester Robinson waiting too long, hurried a little, but didn’t expect to bump into a waiter in the restaurant.