Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 598 - 312: Successful Marriage Registration 4_2

Chapter 598: Chapter 312: Successful Marriage Registration 4_2

"You’re like a solitary island with your own castle, and I am the tide that can’t reach the shore, only able to surround you..."

A phone’s ringtone abruptly sounded.

Rebecca Quentin lifted her head from Isabella Joanna’s shoulder, "It’s Christine’s phone."

Isabella Joanna picked up the phone accidentally left on the sofa by Christine Quinn, "It’s Mr. Jones calling... I’ll take it to Christine."

"Okay."

After a while, Isabella Joanna came back in with the phone.

Rebecca Quentin asked, "What happened?"

Isabella Joanna said in frustration, "When I took it to Christine, the call had already ended. I asked Christine to call back, but she refused. Then the phone rang again, and Christine said this time it was for you."

"For me?"

Isabella Joanna handed the phone to Rebecca Quentin.

Rebecca Quentin glanced at the missed calls displayed on the phone screen, it was a familiar number.

Isabella Joanna curiously asked, "Who called you?"

"A friend."

Isabella Joanna giggled, "Isn’t it that Doctor Robinson who’s always been nice to you?"

Rebecca Quentin nodded.

"It seems this man is deeply in love with you, even though he’s overwhelmed with his own troubles, he still doesn’t forget to call you."

"You’re overthinking it, we’ve always just been friends."

"Sure, you consider him a friend, but he may not see you as just a friend... Regardless, he’s worth being friends with, since he’s always taken good care of you."

"I’ll call him back."

"Go ahead... Don’t worry, I would never tell Mr. Geoffrey, I know men can be petty."

Rebecca Quentin was amused by Isabella Joanna’s words and walked away with the phone.

She dialed back, and the call was quickly connected.

"Doctor Robinson."

"Becca."

"Sorry, the phone is my sister’s, so I couldn’t answer your call in time."

"No problem, I called for something that’s not too important, but I wanted to ask for your help."

"Go ahead."

"Do you remember the ’Palace’ hotel you stayed at last time in New York?"

"Yes, you were staying in the room next to mine."

"Right... A few days ago, I was looking for a critical document and realized I had left it at that hotel by mistake. I called the hotel reception, and they said they have kept it for me, so I was hoping you could help pick it up."

"Uh..."

"Is it inconvenient for you? I understand it’s asking a lot at this time, but the document is really important to me, as it’s related to my inheritance lawsuit. I don’t trust anyone else to retrieve it, so I’m asking for your help."

"It’s not that, Doctor Robinson, I’d be happy to help you get it, I just don’t know how to pass it on to you."

"You can keep the document for now, I’ll be flying to New York in a couple of days to meet you, but I need you to pick it up today, as the hotel manager called me today saying that their complimentary storage period is ending."

"Alright, I’ll go later."

"Thank you, Becca."

"You’re welcome."

"Well... See you again when there’s a chance."

"Goodbye."

With the phone in hand, Rebecca Quentin went to the garden and found Christine Quinn playing with Andrew.

Christine Quinn, knowing Rebecca Quentin had something to say, held Andrew and walked aside with Rebecca Quentin.

"Mommy..."

Andrew reached out to be held by Rebecca Quentin.

Rebecca Quentin picked him up and wiped the sweat off his forehead, smiling softly, "Little rascal, look how wildly you played, you’re all sweaty."

"Roger Leonard was holding him on the lawn, ’flying,’ so he worked up quite a sweat."

"I wonder if Howard Geoffrey was like him when he was a child, loving to play."

Christine Quinn laughed, "Your son is like a miniature version of Howard Geoffrey, even his cunning is the same."

"Oh, cunning?"

"Don’t worry, I meant clever. Your son is extraordinarily smart; he understands everything I say, like a little adult."

"Really?" Rebecca Quentin kissed the cherished little one in her arms, "No wonder your daddy always says you don’t listen."

Christine Quinn teased, "That’s because Howard Geoffrey can’t do anything with his own son, so he just says he doesn’t listen..."

After laughing, Rebecca Quentin remembered the matter at hand, "By the way, sis, I have to go out for a bit, could you watch Andrew for me?"

"Going out now?"

"Yes, I need to go to the city."

"Going to the city, is it urgent?"

"Not exactly urgent, but I need to make the trip."

"There are plenty of people to look after Andrew, that’s not a problem, but going to the city means you’ll be away for quite a while, possibly returning late in the afternoon. What should I say to Aunt and Howard Geoffrey if they ask?"

"Just tell them I went shopping."

"Okay, travel safely and come back early."

"Mm, I’ll have the family driver take me."

Two hours later, Rebecca Quentin arrived at the ’Palace’ hotel in New York City.

Since Chester Robinson had already informed the hotel staff, she smoothly received the documents.

The documents were packed in an envelope, looking indeed very important.

After obtaining the documents, Rebecca Quentin planned to leave the hotel and return home, but as she turned to leave, she inadvertently saw a striking couple emerging from the hotel elevator.

She thought, if it weren’t for Howard Geoffrey’s conspicuous appearance, she might not have noticed him walking out from the elevator with Alice Robinson.

At that moment, she stood at the hotel reception area, facing sideways to them, so unless they intentionally turned their heads, they wouldn’t notice her, but her position allowed her to clearly observe their every move.

Rebecca Quentin was frozen in place.

Howard Geoffrey and Alice Robinson walked towards the hotel entrance, where his car was already parked.

Alice Robinson did not get in the car with Howard Geoffrey, but as he was about to get in, Alice suddenly reached out and embraced Howard.

From such a distance, she naturally couldn’t hear their conversation, but she saw Alice holding Howard tightly, seemingly leaning on his back and sobbing uncontrollably.

Howard Geoffrey appeared indifferent, showing little emotion towards Alice, but he didn’t push her away.

After a few seconds, Alice slowly loosened her grip on Howard, exchanged a few more words, and Howard retained his unmoved expression, finally getting in the car and driving away.

Alice crouched on the ground in anguish, crying out...

Then, Alice hailed a taxi and left the hotel.