Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO
Chapter 33 - 23: He Finally Appears_2

Chapter 33: Chapter 23: He Finally Appears_2

Patting her chest, making sure the nauseous feeling was gone, Rebecca Quentin added, "I’ll be there soon."

Secretary Shaw looked at Rebecca Quentin’s face, pale from nausea, and couldn’t help but ask with concern, "Miss Quentin, are you feeling unwell?"

Rebecca Quentin replied, "I’m fine. I must have eaten something bad today."

"Then I’ll go out and take care of things."

"Alright."

Ignoring her nausea, Rebecca Quentin supported her forehead and pondered for a while before finally, hesitantly, taking out her cell phone.

She didn’t have his phone number on her phone, but that number had been deeply engraved in her heart for two long years.

Dialing the strange yet familiar number, Rebecca Quentin nervously waited for the call to connect. This was the first time she had ever called him, and her nervousness was far greater than any she felt when receiving his calls.

BEEP, BEEP—

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. After redialing twice, Rebecca Quentin chose to hang up.

An inexplicable bitterness welled up in her heart. She no longer hoped for his help. Rebecca Quentin stood up and walked out of the office on her own.

「At the same time, at the XX Private Hospital.」

Roye, holding the phone that had just stopped vibrating, whispered to Jason Wood beside him, "It seems it’s not Aunt Clare calling the President this time, but Miss Quentin."

Indeed, the phone number Rebecca Quentin believed belonged to Howard Geoffrey was actually managed by Roye most of the time. Besides calls, many of the affectionate text messages Rebecca Quentin received, supposedly from Howard Geoffrey, were also from Roye.

Jason Wood was quite surprised. "Miss Quentin called?"

As far as he remembered, their "lady boss" had never taken the initiative to call their boss... Could it be that what Aunt Clare asked them to tell the boss on the phone this morning was actually true?

Roye looked at Jason Wood, seemingly having the same thought.

"Do you think we should tell the President about this?" Roye asked.

Jason Wood pondered for a moment and said, "Of course. But I can’t guess how the boss will react when he finds out."

Roye nodded in agreement. "The President has been with Miss Quinn these days, and her condition is getting worse and worse. I’m really worried that because Alexander Quentin breached their deal, what will happen to Miss Quentin will be..." Roye didn’t dare to think further. Apart from Christine Quinn, their boss was cold and indifferent to everyone and everything else.

Jason Wood finally decided, "Alright, I’ll go and tell the President. After all, it’s a small life, even though he probably won’t care."

「In the evening.」

Upon returning to the Quentin residence, Rebecca Quentin, exhausted, lay down on the sofa.

After what felt like a long time, she vaguely heard someone say, "Miss, you can’t sleep here. You’ll catch a cold."

Opening her drowsy eyes, Rebecca Quentin stared blankly at Aunt Clare, then propped herself up. "How did I fall asleep?"

Aunt Clare sat down beside Rebecca Quentin and asked with concern, "Are you very tired?"

"I’m fine, just feeling very sleepy."

"You haven’t rested well these past few days, so it’s natural for you to feel sleepy."

Nodding, Rebecca Quentin got up from the sofa and said, "Aunt Clare, I’m going upstairs to rest for a while. I have an appointment tonight, so please wake me up before eight."

"Alright."

Back in her room, after setting down her handbag, Rebecca Quentin was about to enter the bathroom for a shower when a sudden wave of nausea overwhelmed her.

She didn’t even have time to reach the toilet; Rebecca Quentin was already clutching the trash can in her room, vomiting violently.

Only when she felt as if she was about to bring up bile did the uncontrollable urge to vomit slowly subside.

Rinsing her mouth with warm water, Rebecca Quentin sat weakly on the edge of the bed.

As she recalled her recent, unexplained bouts of nausea, an alarm suddenly blared in her mind.

Rebecca Quentin immediately did a quick calculation of the days. She abruptly realized her period was more than a week late. And, according to her mental timeline, around that time, she and Howard Geoffrey had spent nearly an entire night together...

No, it’s impossible...

Rebecca Quentin still couldn’t believe it. She rushed into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face, trying to clear her head.

Looking at her pale reflection in the mirror, Rebecca Quentin gripped the edge of the sink tightly, feeling helpless. Suddenly, she walked out of the bathroom, quickly grabbed her handbag, and ran out of the room.

At night, under the neon lights, a slender, somewhat gaunt female figure sat dejectedly on a wooden bench by the street.

In front of her was a bustling street teeming with cars and pedestrians, yet the young woman seemed to see none of it, her gaze blank, her expression dazed.

Why did this happen?

She had bought a dozen pregnancy tests, and every single one clearly showed two lines...

This was impossible. She was always so careful, and he usually used condoms during her fertile window...

How could she be pregnant?

Lowering her head, Rebecca Quentin stared blankly at her still-flat stomach. She couldn’t believe a little life was secretly growing inside her...

After a long time, once she knew she could no longer deny the reality before her, her eyes instantly filled with tears. They streamed down her face, striking the ground heavily.

Why did she have a child at this time? She had tried so, so hard to avoid it. Why was fate playing such a cruel joke on her?

SOB...

At this moment, Rebecca Quentin could no longer control herself and broke down, crying her heart out.

Suddenly, the image of a tall, proud figure flashed through her mind.

Howard Geoffrey...

Where are you now?

If you knew I was carrying your child, what would you do?

「That night, at eight o’clock, Mevi Palace Club.」

In the upscale private room, Rebecca Quentin, dressed in a chic Chanel suit, forced herself to remain composed as she addressed the men opposite her, "Mr. Colin, Mr. Derek, I understand your difficulties. However, Quentin has maintained a good reputation in the industry for many years. Please trust that Quentin will not default on the debts owed to you."

It was indeed a tricky situation. She had checked Quentin’s accounts and discovered that her father had already diverted all of Quentin’s liquid assets. The whereabouts of these funds were still unknown, which was the cause of Quentin’s current cash flow problems.

Mr. Colin from Smooth Bank spoke first, "Miss Quentin, we’ve said everything that needs to be said. If Quentin still hasn’t repaid the debt by tomorrow, I will not hesitate to sue."

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