Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 677 - 352: Romantic Wedding at Sunset (Part 3-2)
Nelson Lewis looked in Rebecca Quentin’s direction and noticed his sweet wife chatting with her. He smiled, "I guarantee Theresa is saying nice things about you right now."
Howard Geoffrey turned his head and saw Rebecca Quentin looking at him.
Their eyes met, and Howard Geoffrey made a kissing gesture toward Rebecca Quentin, making her shyly look away.
"Howard, congratulations to you and Becca."
The person raising a glass to Howard Geoffrey was Skyler Jones.
Howard Geoffrey graciously accepted, "Thank you."
Skyler Jones took a sip of red wine and said, "Sorry, ’Oversky’ still needs to participate in the bidding for the Dubai Golden Hotel project tomorrow. I have to catch a flight to Dubai... Congratulations to you and Becca."
Howard Geoffrey nodded slightly.
Skyler Jones turned and left, and as he walked away, his peripheral vision inadvertently caught the charming face filled with happiness and talking to Theresa by the bonfire.
Christine Quinn, although dancing with Marilyn Quinn, paused suddenly the moment Skyler Jones disappeared from the party.
"Mommy..."
"Hmm?"
"Who are you looking at?"
Marilyn noticed her mother’s slightly distracted gaze and followed her line of sight.
"No one!"
By the time Marilyn looked, Skyler Jones had already left, so Marilyn just said "Oh" and went to look for her father.
Suddenly, Marilyn exclaimed, "Mommy, where did Daddy go?"
"Uh, Mommy doesn’t know either..."
Marilyn quickly said, "I’ll go ask Uncle Geoffrey."
Christine Quinn joined the conversation between Rebecca Quentin and Theresa.
"Sis, why do you look so lost?"
"Not at all, I saw you two chatting happily, so I didn’t interrupt." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Theresa smiled and caressed her high, rounded belly, "Becca asked if the baby is a boy or a girl. I told her it’s a girl, and she said she wants to be her godmother."
"Daughters are indeed very caring, but there is one downside to having a daughter."
Rebecca Quentin asked curiously, "What’s the downside?"
Christine Quinn glanced in Marilyn Quinn’s direction, "They’re quite clingy to their daddy."
Theresa laughed, "Of course, they say a daughter is the lover of a father in his past life. Many fathers indeed prefer daughters."
"Hey, sis, where’s Mr. Jones?"
Christine Quinn replied with irritation, "How should I know."
Rebecca Quentin stood up, "I’ll go ask Howard."
"Auntie, Uncle Geoffrey said Daddy left..."
Marilyn came over to Rebecca Quentin with her mouth turned down in distress, solving Rebecca Quentin’s curiosity.
Rebecca Quentin kneeled down and asked, "Did Uncle Geoffrey say where your daddy went?"
Marilyn responded, "Uncle Geoffrey said Daddy went to Dubai for some business and might have to stay there for a while."
Christine Quinn muttered softly, "He’s channeling his emotions through work now."
The others didn’t catch what Christine Quinn said and all looked at her.
Christine Quinn cleared her throat and rephrased, "I meant the Dubai project is very important."
Theresa nodded, "I’ve heard about it, but ’Skytop’ isn’t competing this time."
Christine Quinn linked arms with Rebecca Quentin, "That’s right, some people need to make time to spend with their sweet wife!"
Rebecca Quentin’s face turned shy.
Theresa said, "I’m a bit hungry, let’s get something to eat!"
"Mrs. Lewis, with your big belly, let me serve you instead!" Christine Quinn offered warmly.
Theresa politely said, "Thank you."
Rebecca Quentin was about to tell Christine Quinn something when she suddenly caught a whiff of a greasy smell, and felt a wave of nausea.
Christine Quinn had just passed food to Theresa when she saw Rebecca Quentin clutching her chest and retching. She immediately knelt down beside Rebecca Quentin with concern, "Becca, what’s going on?"
Rebecca Quentin hadn’t realized, "Huh?"
Christine Quinn asked softly, "Aren’t you... expecting?"
"Yeah, you seem a bit unwell."
Rebecca Quentin managed to suppress the nausea and replied, "I don’t know, it happened once this morning too..."
Theresa concluded, "You must be pregnant!"
Christine Quinn agreed, nodding.
Rebecca Quentin immediately shook her head, "You’re overthinking it, it’s impossible."
Christine Quinn said earnestly, "Even if Chester didn’t operate on you, miracles can still happen, right?"
Rebecca Quentin seriously replied to Christine Quinn, "Sis, I forgot to tell you, I just finished my period."
Christine Quinn looked embarrassed at once.
"What are you talking about so happily!"
Isabella Joanna suddenly jumped into the conversation among the three.
Rebecca Quentin glanced at Isabella Joanna, "In your eyes, is there anyone but your husband?"
Isabella Joanna looked embarrassed, "I haven’t danced with him in a long while, and since Ivy isn’t here this time..."
Christine Quinn raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you two hoping for a second honeymoon here?"
Isabella Joanna chuckled, "I would love to, but Mr. Geoffrey has already planned for us to leave the island tomorrow, saying he only wants time alone with his sweet wife..."
Christine Quinn laughed, "What if we don’t let Becca go back to the room with him tonight, what do you think he’ll do?"
Isabella Joanna and Christine Quinn agreed, "Christine, you’re always full of great ideas... I’m also curious how Mr. Geoffrey would freak out!"
Christine Quinn and Isabella Joanna exchanged a look, "Then let’s..."
"I think you better not, Dora is coming this way."
Roger Leonard’s whispered reminder came from behind Christine Quinn and Isabella Joanna.
Christine Quinn and Isabella Joanna were startled.
Sure enough, Howard Geoffrey had come over to everyone, holding his sweet wife, and asked, "Tired?"
Rebecca Quentin shook her head.
Roger Leonard couldn’t help teasing, "Dora only has eyes for his sweet wife, completely ignoring the rest of us!"
Howard Geoffrey glanced up at everyone, "I’m very glad you all could come to my and Becca’s wedding; I toast to you all."
Saying this, Howard Geoffrey took a glass of champagne from a server and took a sip.
Everyone smiled contently.
Howard Geoffrey’s gaze fell again on Rebecca Quentin’s face, "Shall we head back to the room to rest?"
Rebecca Quentin furrowed her brow slightly, "Isn’t it... a bit early?"
Someone said suggestively, "Every moment on a night like this is precious, especially since it’s the wedding night!"
