Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 673 - 350: Romantic Wedding at Sunset (1-2)
Becca excitedly jumped onto Howard Geoffrey’s back.
Howard Geoffrey carried Becca on his back, and the two of them went to the villa’s dining room together.
The dining table was already set with fragrant curry steak.
Becca sat down at the table, sniffed, and exclaimed, "Smells so good!"
Howard Geoffrey sat across from Becca, waved for the servant to bring a freshly squeezed juice from the island over to Becca.
Smelling the fresh fruit aroma, Becca, who had been thirsty all night, gulped it down in one go.
Howard Geoffrey watched Becca’s cute and childlike manner with a gentle smile, thinking that there was no scene more beautiful than this moment.
After finishing the juice, Becca dug into her meal.
Last night’s exhaustion left her eating somewhat messily, but she didn’t care, focusing solely on filling her stomach.
Finally, the plate was licked clean by Becca, and she had her fill.
Howard Geoffrey watched Becca eat with interest the whole time, his eyes full of adoring light.
After the meal, just as Becca was about to speak to Howard Geoffrey, a sudden wave of nausea hit her in the chest.
"Ugh..."
Seeing Becca covering her mouth with one hand and patting her chest with the other to suppress the nausea, Howard Geoffrey frowned and quickly came to Becca’s side, gently asking, "What’s wrong?"
Becca stood up and patted her chest again, making sure the nausea had subsided before answering, "I don’t know if I ate too fast or too much, I felt a bit uncomfortable just now."
"The juice was supposed to be for after your meal, but you drank it in reverse, of course you feel unwell."
Becca nodded, muttering, "I was thirsty!"
Howard Geoffrey then instructed the servant to bring another glass of juice over.
"Drink slowly."
Becca drank another glass of fresh juice, and the fruit’s refreshing sensation filled her stomach, immediately eliminating the nausea.
Howard Geoffrey reached out and ruffled Becca’s hair, "Don’t be so careless."
"I know!"
"Let’s go, let’s take a walk on the beach."
"Okay." Becca eagerly took Howard Geoffrey’s arm, "Let’s go!"
Walking barefoot like a child on the white sand by the azure sea under the blue sky and white clouds, Becca felt content.
Howard Geoffrey watched her innocent and cheerful smile with a constant smile on his face.
He’s eight years older than her, recalling the first time he saw her, the only words in his heart were "still wet behind the ears."
Back then, she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, easily fooled and coaxed, often showing the same innocent and romantic smile she does now.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Becca picked up a pretty shell and came running to Howard Geoffrey, noticing he was lost in thought.
Thinking about you.
Howard Geoffrey wanted to say, but he saw Becca showing off the shell in her hand, "Look, none of the shells in your room are as pretty as this one."
Howard Geoffrey chuckled softly, "Do you know why I didn’t pick it up?"
"Why?"
"Because these types of shells often harbor crabs, and the crabs can come out and pinch you if you’re not careful."
"Ah!"
Hearing this, Becca threw the shell far away, clinging to Howard Geoffrey, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"
Howard Geoffrey held Becca’s soft body against him and laughed, "Let’s see if you’ll dare to walk barefoot on the beach again!"
Becca awkwardly slid down from Howard Geoffrey.
"I just thought the sand here was so soft, it felt great to walk on."
"Don’t you remember the last time you got your foot hurt by a shell here?"
With Howard Geoffrey’s reminder, Becca recalled, and took the sandals Howard Geoffrey had hooked in his hand, obediently putting them on.
Holding onto Howard Geoffrey, Becca looked at the setting sun in the distance, "The sun sets so early here!"
Howard Geoffrey nodded, "Because of the unusual geographic location, by three in the afternoon the sun is already on the horizon, making it look like a sunset."
"The sun is so beautiful, its golden light shimmering on the sea."
Following Becca’s gaze, Howard Geoffrey said warmly, "The most beautiful time is when the sunset has sunk halfway below the horizon."
"It’s such a romantic feeling, strolling on the beach with you under the glow of the sunset..." Becca leaned on Howard Geoffrey’s shoulder, her dreamy eyes filled with fantasy.
"The sun rising and setting is just following the laws of nature, repeating every day, nothing special about it."
Hearing Howard Geoffrey’s flat tone, Becca gave him an annoyed glance, "You have absolutely no sense of romance!"
She didn’t know why she fell for him?
It seemed that since knowing him, he’d given her flowers only a few times, though he’d given her plenty of jewelry, which she always felt had a bit of a vulgar feel, far from romantic.
Okay, she admitted he had done things that touched her, like planting a field of forget-me-nots in his villa in T City for her...
But he was so rich, even if he had soil capable of growing forget-me-nots shipped from other countries, it was just a matter of words for him, though she was still very touched.
"What are you muttering about me now?"
He seemed able to read her mind, giving her a mischievous look.
"Uh, I was just thinking about what romantic things you’ve done for me, and to be honest, I can’t think of any."
Howard Geoffrey raised an eyebrow, "Is that so?"
Becca quickly added, "Now that I think about it, there was one thing, you did plant a field of ’forget-me-nots’ for me."
Howard Geoffrey wrapped his arms around Becca’s waist, frowning slightly, "Just that one thing?"
Becca, now confident, retorted, "Please tell me, Mr. Geoffrey, have you done anything else?"
Howard Geoffrey frowned, pretending to think seriously for a few seconds, "It seems like not many."
"More like none." Becca hummed, turning around and leaning her back against him, "In terms of thoughtfulness, you can’t compare with Mr. Jones, in terms of caring, you don’t match Chester Robinson, always dictatorial and self-centered, I really don’t know why I fell for you!"
Howard Geoffrey laughed, "Are you sure they’re all better than me?"
Becca cupped Howard Geoffrey’s handsome face and rubbed it, "I’m very sure... So, Mrs. Geoffrey, your wife, is a hot commodity, if you don’t cherish me, who knows when another suitor might appear by my side, and I’ll just go with him..."
