Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 470 - 248: With You, No Regrets

Even though she and he already had Andrew, he always longed to have another child with her.

So, she believed he needed some time to process this fact...

Leaning against the headboard, Rebecca Quentin looked at the phone screen, patiently waiting for him to call her.

Unfortunately, the entire afternoon passed, and Howard Geoffrey did not call her, while she actually held the phone and waited for him the whole afternoon.

When dusk fell, Rebecca Quentin finally began to feel a bit uneasy...

He hadn’t called her for so long, and she didn’t know why, but she suddenly had a foreboding feeling.

Just as Rebecca Quentin was feeling anxious, her phone finally rang.

Rebecca Quentin hurriedly picked up the phone and looked at it, and sure enough, the number displayed on the screen was the one she had been waiting for.

But at that moment, she inexplicably didn’t dare to answer it...

Staring at the flashing number on the screen, flickering on and off, Rebecca Quentin’s inner fear grew stronger...

Rebecca Quentin, dazed, leaned against the headboard, watching the phone persistently ring, over and over again.

Finally, Rebecca Quentin pressed the answer button with trembling hands, slowly placing the phone to her ear.

"Sorry, I just went to the restroom."

"Becca..."

"Hmm?"

Howard Geoffrey’s voice was hoarse, "I’m sorry."

Rebecca Quentin smiled, "Why are you saying sorry to me?"

"I think I probably can’t accept this version of you."

Rebecca Quentin strived to maintain a gentle voice, "Can you speak a bit clearer?"

"I take back what I said to you today... I think I can’t be with you."

The ominous feeling Rebecca Quentin had always had was finally confirmed at this moment.

The hand holding the phone suddenly lost strength, and tears streamed down her face.

"Becca, Becca..."

Rebecca Quentin wiped the tears from her face, still with a light smile in her voice, "I’m listening."

"I’m sorry."

He apologized to her again.

Tears silently fell from Rebecca Quentin’s eyes, yet she still smiled, "I understand."

"Over the past half year, there’s been a chasm between us that neither you would cross nor I could bridge... But I never let go, I kept waiting, waiting for you to call me, waiting for when you’d need me, but there was nothing, never anything, you never called me or needed me, and I deceived myself into thinking that you weren’t looking for me because you couldn’t face it, so I created an opportunity to meet you in France, though you still didn’t intend to face it..."

"In fact, that time when I saw you throw away that crystal ball, I had already planned to give up on you for this life, but seeing you crying in front of the elevator this morning, I couldn’t bear it... I told you I wasn’t with Alice Robinson, but that’s a lie, during the period when I was disappointed in you, Alice was the one who accompanied me through, I lied to you because I couldn’t bear to abandon you, I hoped we could start anew, after all, I always felt responsible for you, until you told me about your physical condition..."

"I must be honest with you, my emotional change wasn’t because I couldn’t accept this fact, but because I found that I didn’t even feel anger about this, that I didn’t care as much as I thought I would... I spent an afternoon slowly thinking about it, and it wasn’t until I called you now that I realized I didn’t care as much as I imagined, because towards you, I didn’t care as much as I imagined..."

Her vision was already blurred to the point where she couldn’t see anything clearly, her long lashes slowly lowered.

"Becca, do you really understand?"

Rebecca Quentin closed her eyes painfully, letting tears fall drop by drop onto the bed, slowly uttering with a choked voice, "I understand... Howard Geoffrey, thank you for considering giving us a chance, it’s me who repeatedly missed such opportunities, the person who should say ’sorry’ is truly me... Don’t trouble yourself, actually, I’m not living as badly as you imagine, a new life is also a brand new beginning for me, I wish you well."

One week later.

After finishing the meeting, Rebecca Quentin hurriedly followed Manager Smith’s steps, hugging the documents. "Manager..."

Manager Smith turned his head and asked gently, "What’s up?"

Rebecca Quentin apologized, "You just mentioned in the meeting that you wanted to entrust the design of the ’Oversky’ Group to me, I’m afraid I might not be able to handle it."