Howard Geoffrey continuously kissed Rebecca Quentin's salty, wet face, letting her struggle in his embrace, yet he was still unwilling to let go.
Until Rebecca Quentin was exhausted from resisting, collapsing softly in his arms, he slowly released her, deeply gazing into her tear-soaked eyes.
"I'm begging you, let me go... Please stop this endless entanglement, have some pity on me..."
Her pleading gaze seared his heart.
He wanted to hold her tighter, but she mustered all her strength to push him away...
He stepped back, not daring to get closer, fearing her emotions would become even more agitated.
She kept watching him warily, until a dull pain arose in her lower abdomen...
Suddenly, she bent over, her face twisting in pain...
Howard Geoffrey rushed to Rebecca Quentin's side like the wind, "What's wrong?"
Beads of restrained sweat appeared instantly on Rebecca Quentin's forehead, "I... I... my stomach... it hurts so much..."
"What?"
