In the next moment, Rebecca Quentin broke into laughter through her tears.
Howard Geoffrey suddenly lowered his head and whispered in Rebecca Quentin's ear, "Everything has two sides, it's not all bad... at least, I won't need to use a condom anymore."
Rebecca Quentin threw her pink fist onto Howard Geoffrey's firm chest, "You're annoying..."
Howard Geoffrey caught Rebecca Quentin's flailing hand and gently pecked her flushed cheek.
Nighttime.
Howard Geoffrey sat on a rattan chair outside the villa, his expression slightly somber.
The evening tide strengthened, waves occasionally crashing onto the rocks at the beach, stirring up white spray.
Suddenly, Howard Geoffrey picked up the wine glass beside him and took a gentle sip.
His love for red wine was influenced by his father.
