< Chapter 96.
Chapter 96.
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“Armando, I didn’t want to see you…”
After she finished speaking, she left the president’s office without looking back.
When Armando caught up, the person had already gotten into the elevator. He took the stairs instead, but in the end, he still didn’t
see the person.
Still too late.
He punched the wall in frustration, rubbed his face hard, then took out his phone and made a call, and finally got in the car and left in a hurry.
Jovana was actually not far away, watching him go downstairs, watching him run out of the building, watching him feel regret and guilt, watching him… leave.
As long as he turned around and looked, he would see her.
But he didn’t.
Not once did I look back.
It was like, if he had just looked back at her properly these past years, he would have noticed how the girl he cared for nine years suddenly looked so worn out, and how there was only dullness left in her eyes.
But he never looked back once.
He left her with only his back and countless feelings of sadness.
Jovana wiped her tears, held on to what little pride she had left, and got a taxi by the roadside.
She didn’t go home, just had the driver drive her around aimlessly.
How come the ones that heat up fast always cool down first, but the slow ones just keep boiling…” Music was playing in the car.
As Jovana listened, her eyes couldn’t help but well up again, everything turning blurry.
Here.
Armando couldn’t find Jovana and was freaking out.
He thought about reaching out to her friends, but suddenly realized he didn’t even have any of her good friends’ contact info, and he knew nothing about her social circle from the past two years.
Armando raised his hand to shield his eyes, and deep down he suddenly felt a kind of fear he’d never had before, and also…..
emptiness.
Mr. Dunbar… Normand looked at the rearview mirror, wanting to say something but stopped.
“Speak, Armando said coldly.
Normand “Something happened with Harland…”
Armando suddenly opened his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.
Normand handed him the iPad, Five minutes ago, he posted a clarification on Twitter and made his relationship with his girlfriend Tatiana official. Mr. Dunbar, take a look…”
Armando took the iPad and looked it over carefully, and his furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Harland cleared things up with Jovana, and went public with Tatiana.
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Either of these two things alone was enough to shock him, especially that Harland actually had a girlfriend.
But there was one thing that couldn’t be denied.
Harland got a girlfriend, and he was about to go back to San Diego. He really relaxed his hostility and suspicion toward him. At the same time, he felt even more guilty toward Jovana. He had made her suffer too much.
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Normand watched Armando’s expression and couldn’t help saying, “Mr. Dunbar, you and Mrs. Dunbar were together for nine years. All of us at the Dunbar Group saw how much Mrs. Dunbar cared about you. She would never do anything to hurt you. And with her character, if she knew Harland had a girlfriend, she definitely wouldn’t get involved with him…”
You really made Mrs. Dunbar sad this time…” Normand didn’t dare say anything else and just sighed.
Armando felt a sharp pain in his heart when he heard that, and he couldn’t help but get teary-eyed. Yeah, everyone else saw how much she loved him, so why did he ever doubt it?
Normand saw that and went quiet, driving the car.
‘How’s the hospital?” After a moment, Armando pulled himself together and asked in a low voice.
Just got the news, that woman took some medicine and got an injection, she’ll wake up by tomorrow at the latest.”
A cold glint flashed in Armando’s eyes, “Send someone to watch over him. Let me know as soon as he wakes up.”
He wouldn’t let go of any of those people who bullied or schemed against Jovana.
‘Got it.”
The news about Harland’s official announcement stirred up a buzz online
Jovana saw it too.
Because she already knew, she wasn’t too surprised. She just felt relieved, relieved that they weren’t affected by her own problems.
That was fine like this.
I drove around the outer ring of Los Angeles, and it was getting late.
Armando made a lot of calls, but she didn’t pick up a single one. This was just the beginning, letting him taste what it felt like to be anxious and hurt…
