A few minutes later, Rebecca Quentin arrived on the second floor and stood in front of a women's exclusive dressing room.
The servant respectfully said to Isabella Joanna, who was sitting in front of the mirror inside, "Mrs. Leonard, Miss Quentin is here."
Isabella Joanna, who was sitting in front of the mirror, suddenly heard the servant's voice. She grabbed her wedding dress skirt and turned around excitedly. "Becca――"
"Isabella."
Seeing Rebecca Quentin brought an inexplicable redness to Isabella Joanna's eyes. She rushed to Rebecca Quentin, hugged her, and tears already slipping out, she choked out, "It's been so long, I really missed you..."
Rebecca Quentin supported her friend, noticing her obviously five-month-pregnant belly, and lightly reprimanded, "Hey, you pregnant woman, just now you ran over here like that, what if you hurt the baby?"
Isabella Joanna smiled through her tears, "I just missed you too much!"
Rebecca Quentin smiled warmly, "I missed you too."
