Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 545 - 285: She Takes the Initiative to Kiss Him (5 of 2)

Chapter 545: Chapter 285: She Takes the Initiative to Kiss Him (5 of 2)

"To thank you, I toast to you." Finally relieved from the burden in her heart, Rebecca Quentin cheerfully picked up the glass of red wine placed beside her.

Howard Geoffrey’s lips slightly curved as he clinked his glass with hers, taking a sip before asking, "When did you also learn to drink?"

Rebecca Quentin replied without thinking, "Doctor Robinson sometimes invites me to drink!"

Howard Geoffrey’s dark pupils slightly contracted, and a barely noticeable sensitivity appeared in his gaze as he looked at her, "He invites you for a drink?" Damn it, even Roye hadn’t reported this to him!

Realizing she hadn’t explained clearly, Rebecca Quentin hurriedly clarified, "No, sometimes he asks me to go wine tasting, teaching me about the venues and vintages of red wine. But I don’t know much about it, and I don’t drink much."

Howard Geoffrey’s tone carried a faint chill, "You know the consequences of getting drunk, don’t drink with him again!"

Suddenly intimidated by his words, Rebecca Quentin dumbly nodded. She was interested in the venues and vintages of red wine because of someone, that person was right opposite her, but unfortunately, he wouldn’t know.

Howard Geoffrey cut the steak on his plate and asked, "What are your plans after Aunt Clare’s surgery?"

Rebecca Quentin replied honestly, "I want to take her back to T City, to live with me."

"That’s good, someone to take care of her." With more people by her side, he could be a bit more at ease.

"I hope Aunt Clare recovers soon."

"I’ll have Roye stay to help you, if you have any trouble or need anything, just let him know."

Rebecca Quentin’s action of cutting the steak suddenly stopped; she looked at him and asked in a somewhat suppressed voice, "Do you mean... you’re leaving M City?"

"Yes."

A couple of days ago, when Chester Robinson called her, she sensed he would be leaving within these few days.

Mr. Robinson was fine, Chester Robinson had returned from France, Alice Robinson would naturally fly from France to New York, and it was impossible for him not to accompany Alice.

The faint sorrow hid deep inside her heart, Rebecca Quentin pretended carelessly and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight?" Rebecca Quentin’s slender body shook abruptly. Realizing her overreaction, she immediately put a piece of cut steak into her mouth naturally.

Howard Geoffrey added another sentence, "If you need anything, let Roye know."

Rebecca Quentin couldn’t remember what else Howard Geoffrey said afterward; her thoughts were always wandering.

After finishing their meal, just like last time, Howard Geoffrey dropped her off at the hospital and then left.

At this moment, Rebecca Quentin was chatting with Aunt Clare in the ward.

Aunt Clare leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Rebecca Quentin who was peeling an apple, and asked, "Miss, why do I rarely see you talking on the phone with your boyfriend?"

Rebecca Quentin was lost in her own thoughts; she returned to her senses upon hearing Aunt Clare’s voice, "What did you say?"

"I said, I rarely see you talking on the phone with your boyfriend."

"Oh, he’s been pretty busy recently."

"Not contacting much, won’t that affect your relationship?"

Rebecca Quentin shook her head, gently saying, "True love doesn’t forget each other even with time apart."

Aunt Clare frowned, "Why don’t I understand what you’re saying?"

Rebecca Quentin laughed, "In simple terms, it’s true love between him and me, even if we don’t contact each other, we’re still concerned about each other."

"That’s good, I was worried you young people might lose your passion nowadays."

Rebecca Quentin chuckled softly, handing the peeled apple to Aunt Clare.

"Becca, you forgot? I just ate an apple earlier, I can’t eat too much."

Rebecca Quentin slapped her forehead regretfully, "Sorry, I’m so forgetful." The doctor said Aunt Clare’s dialysis causes loss of body fluids, so she can eat some fruit, but should not eat too much.

Seeing Rebecca Quentin place the apple on the bedside table, Aunt Clare slowly spoke, "Earlier, when I spoke to you several times, you were distracted... Anything on your mind?"

Rebecca Quentin smiled, "Nothing’s on my mind... I’m happy you’re about to have surgery."

Aunt Clare glanced sideways, "Trying to fool me? Don’t forget, I’ve watched you grow up."

Rebecca Quentin helplessly confessed, "Yes, I had a spat with my boyfriend."

"Really arguing?"

Rebecca Quentin merely wanted to give an excuse to appease Aunt Clare, but didn’t expect her to get so worried, and hurriedly explained, "Hey, it’s nothing, we often have disagreements, but we make up the next day."

"Becca, when looking for a boyfriend, find someone you like who treats you well. Don’t force yourself if they’re not suitable, no matter how good their conditions are... You say you often disagree with your boyfriend, I think this man isn’t very worthwhile. A real man should be tolerant of women, are you really incompatible?"

"I can’t figure it out right now." Her mind was now in chaos, utter chaos.

"Seems like you don’t really like him..."

Rebecca Quentin immersed herself in her own thoughts again, dumbly responding, "I do like him, I really like him!"

"Liking is good, I thought you were still thinking of Howard Geoffrey."

When Aunt Clare mentioned "Howard Geoffrey," Rebecca Quentin’s thoughts returned to reality, she could only smile and stay silent.

"Actually, I’ve always felt it was a regret you didn’t end up with Howard Geoffrey, if it weren’t for those tangled matters from the previous generation, you and Howard Geoffrey might be married by now, with a daughter too."

Speaking of this past, Rebecca Quentin’s heart still felt a pang of bitterness.

"He was really heartless, so easily breaking off years of relationship... But, then again, we can’t entirely blame him, after all, your miscarriage was a big blow to him too."

Suddenly, Rebecca Quentin spoke, still deep in thought, "Aunt Clare, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"I’ve been having trouble with my boyfriend recently because he’s frequently in contact with his first love girlfriend, secretly helping her a lot, but he’s still gentle with me on the phone... What do you think I should do? What feelings does he have for his first love girlfriend?"

Aunt Clare was shocked, "What, your boyfriend is entangled with his ex-girlfriend?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded.

Aunt Clare was immediately angry, "What are you doing with such a man?"

"To clarify, he’s serious about relationships, he’s not the type to two-time."