Chapter 115.
Armando didn’t say anything else, left, went downstairs to ask the butler for medicine, and took out his phone to tell Normand, Check carefully!
He had a feeling Kaitlynn was hiding something from him.
Jovana wandered back to the bedroom in a daze.
At that moment, smelling that cool mint scent again, I just felt my heart go cold…
She squatted on the ground and waited for the pain to pass, then stiffly straightened up.
Suddenly, she caught something under the bed out of the corner of her eye, and her gaze shook hard.
She got up and dragged out the box from under the bed.
What came into view were a few stacks of picture books.
Because nobody had taken care of it for so long, there was already dust on top, and the white paper had turned a bit yellow.
Jovana’s heart ached for a moment, and, almost like self-torture, she opened an art book.
Inside were drawings by Armando, and she was in every one of them. The way she looked when she slept, all cute and innocent, the way she looked when she listened in class, the way she looked when she zoned out… They were all drawn by Armando.
Jovana held her breath for a second, fighting the sting in her nose, but the tears still fell and landed on the album. ‘I heard you liked art, so could you maybe try liking me too?”
That shy boy from back then stopped her during a quiet break, confessed his feelings, shoved an artbook into her arms, and ran off before she could say anything. She still remembered how flustered he looked.
‘Didn’t you say you’d love me forever back then?”
Jovana’s voice was full of struggle.
“Armando, did you ever learn your lesson…”
She gently wiped the yellowed album, and when she said this, she realized how silly she had been.
The one who didn’t learn his lesson wasn’t Armando.
It was her.
I foolishly gave him my heart, and let him hurt me however he wanted.
Jovana suddenly closed her eyes, and tears slid down from the corners of her eyes…
When Armando came back with the swelling ointment, Jovana had already put her things away, calmed herself down, and was sitting there quietly…
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“Waited long?”
Armando saw her calm little face in the sunlight, her eyes still a bit red from crying, and his heart suddenly ached. He felt a bit of regret.
But it was gone in a flash.
“No, I just watched some videos for a while, didn’t feel like it was long.” Jovana’s voice was flat, her eyes dull, and
she didn’t want to look at him much.
Armando waited for her to say more, but he didn’t hear anything for a long time.
Jovana used to really like sharing things with him. Even if she saw something interesting on her way to work, she would send it to him and say, Look at this.
Why didn’t you want to talk to him today?
Armando couldn’t help feeling a bit down. While holding her hand and putting on the medicine, he gently asked her, “What video were you watching just now? Tell me about it?”
ovana looked down at him, seeing how serious he was. Her eyes went blank. She couldn’t really see this man she’d oved all her youth anymore. All that love she had, now there was only pain left.
She let out a soft sigh and said hoarsely, “Short drama, a couple in love for ten years, ended up with nothing, the gir lied, the guy got together with the other girl, and they even had her kid.”
Finally willing to talk to him, Armando felt happy and asked her, “Why? You loved each other for ten years, and ou just let go like that? Isn’t the heroine too pitiful?”
Did he also think the heroine was pitiful?
But he was just like that to her.
ovana frowned in pain and finally looked at him, saying, “Because the guy cheated…”
Armando froze for a second, looked up at Jovana, and his heart jumped, afraid she’d question him the next
noment.
Because he wasn’t exactly blameless either.
Armando, what about you?”
ovana’s voice was very soft.
But it made Armando’s heart skip a beat.
He suddenly looked up and met her cold gaze.
Not sure if it was just his imagination, but he saw a hint of determination in there…
“Vana, you didn’t believe me?”
Armando was short of breath, had never felt so panicked, and held her hand tightly.
Jovana’s heart ached for a second.
She’d been with him for nine years, so how could she not know what he was thinking?
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