Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 477 - 251: Playing the Fool to Outsmart the Enemy (Part 3)
I don’t know why, but just by gazing at Andrew like this, she gradually became lost in her thoughts...
In the end, what flashed through her mind was a profile that looked almost identical to Andrew’s.
Rebecca Quentin shook her head, trying to dispel the face that shouldn’t exist in her mind anymore, but it only became clearer, and even the words he said to her started replaying in her mind.
"...I’m not as concerned as I imagined because towards you, I’m also not as concerned as I imagined..."
To this day, when these words pounced into her mind, they still caused pain in her heart.
This feeling wasn’t good at all, yet she thought of him so often that these words easily echoed in her ears...
Actually, that day should have ended like that. What was there to feel lost about? It was her own fault for not being strong enough. If she had been strong enough, she could have held on till the end in front of him and wouldn’t have let him show mercy, resulting in such an awkward ending for them...
However, this result was actually good for her. At least, in the days to come, she could be clear about her future and wouldn’t be as trapped as she was in the past...
Thinking of this, Rebecca Quentin sighed heavily, and her heart slowly calmed down.
Just at the moment when Rebecca Quentin’s mood settled, she suddenly heard the sound of a door handle being turned.
Rebecca Quentin instinctively propped up her body to look toward the door, and when she saw who it was, she took a sharp breath.
In the dim light from the bedside lamp, Howard Geoffrey’s tall figure was refracted, appearing elegant and upright.
Rebecca Quentin immediately jumped out of bed, utterly confused.
Howard Geoffrey didn’t seem to expect Rebecca Quentin to be in this room. His gaze lingered on her thin figure standing bewildered by the bed.
"Is this... your room?"
It was only at this moment that Rebecca Quentin regained her clear consciousness.
She was really stupid. It was not surprising at all for him to be here!
Tomorrow is the day Andrew assists with Marie’s surgery. He originally cared for Marie, and since it involves Andrew, he couldn’t possibly not come in person.
It was all her fault for not being shrewd enough. She should have realized when she saw Jason Wood.
His appearance at the hotel at this moment clearly indicates he just got off a flight. It seems tonight’s arrangements were meticulously planned by Mrs. Geoffrey...
Howard Geoffrey saw Andrew sleeping soundly on the bed and noticed Rebecca Quentin in hotel loungewear, looking clueless, and largely guessed the situation tonight.
He withdrew his gaze from Rebecca Quentin, removed his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and asked blandly, "How’s Marie’s condition?"
"When I saw Marie today, her spirits were good, but the doctor said her condition wasn’t very optimistic during the check-up."
"What’s the success rate of the surgery?"
"There’s no problem with the success rate of the surgery. The issue is the need for a large amount of MNSSU blood during the operation. Andrew can only donate up to thirty milliliters of MNSSU blood to mix with artificial blood to supply the blood needed for Marie’s surgery. However, no one can predict the rejection situation with artificial blood. The surgery is only considered successful if there is no sign of rejection in Marie’s body twenty-four hours after the operation and she remains stable. They need to observe her for the whole year, and only if Marie’s body shows no further rejection during that time will it be considered a complete success."
Back when Christine Quinn underwent surgery, it was supported by Alexander Quentin. But Alexander was already older and unwell, so he couldn’t provide enough blood for Christine’s single surgery. The doctors had to use multiple smaller blood extractions to hold off Christine’s heart valve failure. Later, Alexander committed suicide, and Christine, already at death’s door, had to rely on newly developed artificial blood from the United States. Fortunately, Christine’s body didn’t show any abnormal rejection reactions.
Logically, Marilyn Quinn’s bodily functions should adapt better than Christine’s due to her youth, so the rejection condition post-surgery should be more optimistic than Christine’s. However, on the other hand, the doctors are concerned that the rejection phenomena in children might differ from adults’, as children’s bodies might not have the same tolerance. So, the doctors came up with a compromise by using thirty milliliters of MNSSU blood mixed with artificial blood to minimize the rejection issue during the surgery.
Howard Geoffrey threw his jacket onto the sofa, gently responded with a "Hmm."
Rebecca Quentin suddenly realized that after discussing this topic, they didn’t seem to have anything else to talk about, and given the current situation, it seemed like it needed to be resolved.
"Well..." Rebecca Quentin took the initiative to resolve, "You stay here and sleep. I’ll change and leave."
Rebecca Quentin said, walking toward the bathroom.
Unexpectedly, as Rebecca Quentin walked toward the bathroom, Howard Geoffrey suddenly reached out and grabbed her.
Being caught off guard, Rebecca Quentin took a step back and looked at Howard Geoffrey in confusion.
Howard Geoffrey moved in front of Rebecca Quentin and said calmly, "It’s so late, there are no taxis outside."
"I know, I’ll book another room in the hotel."
"There aren’t any other rooms available in the hotel either. These two were pre-booked by Jason Wood."
Rebecca Quentin was momentarily stunned.
"You should sleep here!"
"What about you?"
"I still have work to do. I won’t need to sleep tonight."
Howard Geoffrey, indeed, didn’t sleep. After finishing the conversation with her, he opened his laptop and video conferenced with his subordinates in New York at the desk in the room.
Rebecca Quentin had also heard from the news that "Skytop" had been very busy recently, with the Italian project wrapping up and bidding on new projects, and internationally competitive new projects were involved. So probably, Howard was discussing bidding for the new projects with his subordinates.
Rebecca Quentin lay down on the bed but, because facing Andrew meant facing Howard Geoffrey, she had to close her eyes to avoid unnecessary awkwardness.
When she closed her eyes, she couldn’t help but let out a breath.
She hadn’t thought about meeting him again, so she didn’t anticipate tonight’s situation...
The stiffness she expected was dissolved because both of them tactfully avoided bringing up matters of emotions, thus averting mutual embarrassment.
There wasn’t really anything to say about feelings, either. What needed to be said had been made clear. Not mentioning the past felt just right, especially since future encounters with Andrew might still happen, making the next meeting feel more natural.
That night, Rebecca Quentin didn’t sleep at all, not because of Howard Geoffrey, but because she cherished the time spent with Andrew.
