Rebecca Quentin smiled faintly, "I will seriously consider it... Mr. Jones, have a safe journey."
It seemed like just a few days ago she was amidst the hustle and bustle of the world, but now she had suddenly returned to tranquility. With Skyler Jones's departure, Rebecca Quentin's life became increasingly quiet.
It was only today that she realized she was left with no one...
Her father had passed away, her home was gone, the servants were dismissed, and the only one left to her was Aunt Clare. But Aunt Clare was already old; she could no longer rely on her like when she was a child. So, in the future, she could only depend on herself.
Living alone was already difficult enough. If there was one more, how could she possibly ensure his life...
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Rebecca Quentin placed her hand gently on her belly.
Inside was a tiny life growing, but he came at the wrong time. Or rather, his arrival was never longed for...
