Chapter 197: Chapter 109: She Always Knows How to Get on His Nerves
At this moment, Howard Geoffrey bowed his head and affectionately said to Marilyn Quinn, "Marie, Uncle bought you a gift."
Marilyn Quinn’s eyes lit up, "Really?"
"Come here quickly, the gift is over here!" Jason Wood waved at Marilyn Quinn.
"Yay..."
Marilyn Quinn happily ran towards Jason Wood.
"Marie!!"
Christine Quinn guardedly wanted to call her daughter back, but at this moment Marilyn Quinn was already being held by Jason Wood, looking lovingly at the Barbie doll Howard Geoffrey bought her.
Because of her daughter’s presence, afraid of frightening her, Christine Quinn restrained her anger and lowered her voice, asking, "What are you trying to do this time?"
Jason Wood carried Marilyn Quinn to the side.
Howard Geoffrey narrowed his cunning eyes, his tone domineering, "You don’t know why I’m here?"
Christine Quinn played dumb, retorting, "Your thoughts are so deep, how would I know?"
Howard Geoffrey snorted through his nose, "If you continue to be this uncooperative, I can only take Marie to New York to see her grandmother."
"You..."
"Hmm?"
After glancing at her daughter, Christine Quinn angrily replied, "Becca was with me, but after moving out last time, we separated, and now I don’t know where she is."
"Really?" Howard Geoffrey’s keen gaze caught a trace of unnaturalness in Christine Quinn’s eyes.
Howard Geoffrey had been having people monitor this house until last night when his subordinates reported seeing Christine Quinn come back to find the landlord. So, he immediately rushed over from New York, but he didn’t see the person he hoped to see, only Christine Quinn.
"I... I truly don’t know!! Her mindset isn’t the same as before now. After she met Isabella Joanna, she was afraid Isabella might inadvertently tell Roger Leonard, so she moved away from me. I like this place, but I feared you would come over and cause trouble, so I pretended to move out, observed for a week, and checked your whereabouts. I thought there was nothing wrong anymore, but who expected you would come back again. But I really don’t know Becca’s whereabouts."
Christine Quinn’s lengthy explanation didn’t earn Howard Geoffrey’s trust, and all he heard was Howard softly asking Marilyn Quinn, who was playing joyfully with her Barbie doll, "Marie, would you like Uncle to take you back to New York to see Grandma for a few days?"
"Okay." Marilyn Quinn nodded vigorously, "I really miss Grandma too."
Mrs. Geoffrey had taken care of Marilyn Quinn for several years, and Marilyn felt deeply attached to Mrs. Geoffrey...
Later, when Mrs. Geoffrey found out Marilyn wasn’t Howard’s child and was possibly left behind after Christine was raped, she gradually distanced herself from Marilyn. Of course, Mrs. Geoffrey’s kind nature ensured she never said anything in front of the child, so Marilyn still missed Mrs. Geoffrey.
He was clearly threatening her!
To know, though he wouldn’t harm her daughter, he could absolutely ensure she would never see her daughter again for the rest of her life.
Such an outcome she dared not contemplate...
Finally, Christine Quinn closed her eyes, knowing she could never get past Howard with lies. She reluctantly admitted, "Becca is at a motel in this town! She’s pregnant and needs rest. I feared the cleaning at home today would be dirty and messy, so I let her rest at the motel for another day. I’ll pick her up tonight!" Becca, forgive me for not being able to protect you!
Rebecca Quentin slowly woke up from her slumber.
Opening her eyes, she reached out to touch her belly. Upon feeling the baby move inside, Rebecca contentedly sat up, looking at the curtains fluttering in the breeze, smelling the faint fragrance of the little yellow flower on the windowsill mixed in the morning air, she happily lowered her head and spoke to the baby inside her.
Little one, today is another beautiful day!!
The baby seemed to respond to her, moving again inside her belly.
"Baby, you can hear Mommy talk, right?" Rebecca said excitedly.
This time, however, the baby didn’t move again.
Knowing it was a coincidence that the baby "responded" to her at this time, Rebecca’s joy was uncontainable and she said to the child, "You need to grow up well, Mommy looks forward to meeting you."
Over ten minutes later, after freshening up, Rebecca went to Christine Quinn’s room.
Seeing the hotel staff cleaning, Rebecca curiously asked, "Excuse me, where did the person in this room go? Did they check out?"
The staff handed a note to Rebecca, "This is from the lady who checked out."
"Okay, thank you."
Taking the note, Rebecca glanced at the words on it.
Becca, didn’t want to disturb your rest, I’m moving back home today, I’ll go clean up, and come pick you up tonight.
So, sis went home...
This town isn’t big, but walking from this motel to where they live isn’t really doable. Christine had a second-hand car bought cheaply, so she’d pick her up quickly.
Thinking as a pregnant woman, even if she went home to help Christine clean, she might only end up making a mess, Rebecca decided to heed Christine’s advice and stay at the motel to rest for another day.
After waking up from a nap and no longer feeling sleepy, Rebecca decided to go downstairs for a walk and get some fresh air.
Leisurely strolling on the quiet streets of this foreign country, Rebecca never felt such tranquility and comfort.
Sis asked the landlord, who really did come...
She had known Isabella Joanna for so many years, she understood Isabella’s character well. Seeing her like this now, given Isabella’s character, she absolutely wouldn’t stand idly by, and she couldn’t stop her friend’s concern, since her friend meant well.
But between her and Howard, how could there possibly be room for any reconciliation?
The landlord said he really did come...
She couldn’t guess why he showed up, but she knew that meeting him would only bring her endless pain.
She could no longer bear it, nor did she want to get entangled with him again...
She’d had enough in this lifetime!
After taking a walk, due to the fatigue of pregnancy, Rebecca felt tired again.
She was about to enter the motel and sleep until noon when she unexpectedly saw several new cars parked outside the motel.
She remembered when she went out, there weren’t so many cars outside the motel; obviously, a lot of people had come...
Rebecca couldn’t help but become alert, standing behind a car, she took a quick glance.
Unexpectedly, that cautious glance made her gasp and immediately cover her mouth...
Oh my God, how could he be here!
Jason Wood and several bodyguards were respectfully standing behind him, while he was conversing amiably with the motel owner, evidently inquiring about her whereabouts.
When she looked over, though far away, he seemed to sense it and actually looked over in her direction.