Chapter 69.
She gave a bitter laugh, and her dimples, which should have been as sweet as honey, were full of tears. “Armando, I’m about to leave, and you’re still so cruel to me?”
She looked up at the ceiling, trying not to let herself cry.
Right now, Armando was probably still coaxing Juliette. The two of them were likely all lovey-dovey at this moment… Unlike her, who got tossed aside hard after being used. Armando wouldn’t even remember her, all alone in the hospital room.
He had Juliette and that was enough.
Jovana gave a smile that looked worse than crying.
Through my teary eyes.
She actually saw the young Armando running toward her with a smile, and the love in his hidden.
He said to her,”Wait for me after school, let’s go home together.”
eyes
couldn’t be
She held her chest tightly with her hand, like someone had cut a gash there, and it hurt a lot.
Here.
In the ward.
Armando never knew Jovana had been here.
He brushed aside the sleeve of his fancy shirt, checked the time, frowned, and thought, It’s already been half an hour since I left.
He pushed away Juliette, who was hugging him from the front, and said in a lukewarm tone, “Alright, get some rest, I’m leaving.”
Were you going to be with Jovana?
Juliette’s bright eyes dimmed with disappointment, and her slender arms unwillingly wrapped around the man’s neck. She looked up and kissed his hard jaw.
“Mando, I was scared alone, can you stay with me?”
A soft voice, mixed with grievance.
And those little cat-like gestures of relying on people, too.
Armando paused when he was about to push her away.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the soft, obedient little woman in his arms-
Her
eyes and the tip of her nose looked pink, and her pretty almond-shaped eyes were full of tears, like a little cat that had been bullied, making men want to protect her.
If it was before, Armando would’ve definitely softened up and stayed with her.
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But at that moment, seeing her looking so wronged, what came to his mind was Jovana’s little face.
Jovana was afraid of the dark. At night, she got scared when she was alone. When he was away on business before, he always made sure she fell asleep first before he could relax.
She was alone in the hospital room, all by herself, how hard it must have been.
Suddenly, he felt like someone squeezed his heart, kind of sore and tight.
Noticing that Armando hesitated and didn’t kiss her back like before, he didn’t even say anything to comfort her.
Juliette’s chest tightened.
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Right away, she let go of my hand and said softly, biting her lip, “Mando, you should go back and stay with Ms. Atherton. I heard she got mugged by some thugs last night. She must be really scared being alone in the hospital room now.”
As she spoke, she gave a bitter, awkward laugh, “I’m tough, this little injury is nothing, and I’m used to being alone anyway, you should just go back…”
The feeling of being wronged in these words was about to spill out.
Armando held her wrist, his handsome brows frowned just a little.
Juliette watched the man’s expression carefully and felt secretly pleased. She said softly, “Luckily, someone happened to pass by and saved Ms. Atherton, brought her to the hospital, and took care of her. See, there really are more good people than bad in this world…”
As soon as those words were spoken, Armando’s face fell and became hard to read.
“Hiss…”
Juliette’s delicate nose wrinkled a little, and her wrist hurt from how tightly he kept gripping it, but she couldn’t have been happier.
She struggled with teary eyes and asked knowingly, “Mando, what’s wrong with you? You’re hurting me… loosen up…”
Armando snapped back to reality, his gloomy eyes locked on her, then he suddenly let go.
Juliette was secretly happy.
So what if Jovana had been with Armando for nine years?
Wasn’t he still annoyed with me now?
However, the next moment, her jaw was suddenly grabbed. As she looked up, she was caught off guard by the man’s sharp gaze, so cold it made her chest tighten.
She froze for half a second, then pushed at the man’s hand holding her.”Mando… you… you’re hurting
me…”
“Did I ever tell you not to get involved in anything about her?”
Armando’s rough fingertips gently stroked her cheek, like a lover’s caress, but his tone was so cold it made her heart race.
