Chapter 763 - Love Me

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"Janessa, take this to the Maassen Newspaper."

"Alright."

Janessa walked out with a stack of documents in her arms. It was raining heavily outside. She took the umbrella at the door, opened it, and took a few steps to stop the car.

Her colleagues would pass by and greet her from time to time. Janessa would smile back at them. Recently, she has not been in high spirits. She would occasionally be lost in thought at work. A few of her colleagues who had a good relationship with her had asked her what had happened. She only smiled and said that she was fine. Perhaps she has been a little tired recently.

A taxi stopped. Janessa put away the umbrella and got into the car. After she got in, she saw a figure flash through the rearview mirror. She looked back and saw no one.

"Someone else?" the driver asked.

Janessa shook her head, "No, let's go." As she closed the door, she couldn't help but look back.

When she arrived, she paid and got out of the car. The Maassen Newspaper and the newspaper she was working at were opened by the same boss. Occasionally, they would exchange information. Recently, it might be because the editor wanted her to come over and get familiar with the newspaper. Whenever she got the information she had to send over, the editor would ask her to send it.

"Hey, Janessa, you're coming." The receptionist already knew her. She greeted her happily and served her a cup of hot coffee. "Sit down and wait for a while. The boss is still in a meeting."

"Okay."

Janessa held her coffee and sat on the sofa, looking out of the door. Suddenly, she stood up and handed the documents to the receptionist. "Can you help me to hand it over?"

"Sure, are you leaving?" the receptionist asked.

Janessa smiled at her. "Yes, I have to leave and, thank you."

"Bye." The receptionist waved at her.

"Thanks for the coffee."

She picked up the umbrella and walked out. After walking for more than ten meters, she did not open the umbrella. The people who followed her finally could not help but run a few steps to her side, picked up the umbrella in her hand, and opened it for her.

Janessa stopped and looked at him.

The two looked at each other underneath the rain.

Ten days.

Ten whole days had passed.

Both of them were much more haggard.

Janessa's eyes turn red. Armando pulled her and walked into a building. After they entered the emergency access, Armando frantically held her in his arms and kissed her.

"You've lost weight." He stroked her chin and whispered.

"Does the wound on your back heal?" Janessa gently reached out to touch his back.

"I'm fine," Armando said, kissing her in the eyes.

"Let me see it," she said.

Armando stood silent.

Janessa reached out to lift his T-shirt. She saw several scabs were as red as centipedes, crisscrossing the entire back of his waist, hideous.

Her tears ran down her cheek and her fingertips slightly touched the ugly scabs. "Does it hurt?" she asked.

Armando shook his head.

Janessa slowly squatted down and then gently kissed his wound.

Armando only felt that the painful wounds were now densely packed with a burst of numbness. He held Janessa's wrist and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you going back to the company?"

Janessa looked into his stoic eyes and shook her head.

Armando pulled her out. The two of them held umbrellas and avoided not being seen as they entered the car. Then the car took the two of them to Peace Road, Armando's shop.

Janessa went all the way to the second floor with an umbrella. The young couple on the first floor couldn't see her face. They wanted to greet Armando, but they only saw him rushing to the second floor. Before they could ask anything, the door on the second floor closed.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Armando came down and bought some food. He asked the young couple to close the shop in advance and then went to the second floor with food.

Janessa stood barefoot on the floor in his shirt. When she saw him come back, she quickly walked over and hugged his neck, exclaiming, "I thought you left again."

"I am sorry. I will never leave you," Armando assured Janessa as he wrapped his arms around her.

Janessa shook her head.

"I bought some food. There's porridge, soup dumplings, glutinous rice ribs," said Armando as he raised the bag in his hand.

"I'm hungry, but I don't want to eat it." Janessa was still hugging him, her voice a little tired.

"I'll feed you," Armando said as he glanced at the clock. "I'll send you back after you finish eating."

Janessa bit his neck and said softly, "I miss you very much."

Armando threw the bag on the table, picked her up, and walked into the room, "I'll send you back later."

When Janessa got out of the car, his legs were so weak that she staggered. Cynthia stood at the entrance of the community and asked in a worried tone, "You worked overtime and drank?"

Janessa tilted her head to avoid her gaze, lowered her head, and gave a vague answer "Yes" before walking in.

These days, Cynthia has been looking after her.

In order to "atone for Armando's sin".

Janessa had not been in a good mood since that day. Cynthia felt that it was her son who had made a mistake that made Janessa so upset. So for the past ten days, she had been accompanying Janessa. She made breakfast in the morning and dinner in the evening. If Janessa had not been eating at the company at noon, Cynthia would have taken care of lunch.

"Have you eaten it?" Cynthia asked, "I cooked some fish soup. Do you want to drink it? How much alcohol did you drink? Would you like some hangover soup?"

"Not much." Janessa's voice was flat.

Cynthia hesitated and said, "Young men should take good care of themselves. You can't... can't get drunk again."

She was worried that Janessa would encounter something bad again. Janessa understood what she meant and nodded.

"Did Armando call you?" Cynthia rubbed her hands and asked uneasily.

Janessa was drinking water, as she heard this question, and she glanced at Cynthia and then shook her head slightly.

"Janessa, I know that our Mosbies have let you down. I also understand that my request is particularly excessive. But Armando likes you. He was beaten by Master Mosby and refused to let go. I... I can't do anything about it. I... I can only hope that you have some feelings for him and will accept him gradually."

"No matter what my mother tells you, don't nod in agreement," Janessa remembered what Armando had said before he left.

Janessa put down the cup and slowly walked back to the room.

In the living room, Cynthia sat on the sofa in a daze. After a long time, she called Roman.

Janessa listened to her call through the door and sighed.

What would it be like if Cynthia knew the truth?

Janessa was lost in thought. Maybe Cynthia would never make meals for her. What's worse, she would treat her as an enemy and scold her for being shameless.

No, Cynthia might not scold her harshly, but... They would not let her be with Armando, no matter what the purpose was.

Janessa opened her WeChat Moments and saw the news that Randy was in a competition. It was already late at night. She could not watch the game live streaming, so she sent a message under the news: [notify me if you win.]

She flipped to a few moments that only she could see.

One of them was taken an hour ago. Armando stood in the kitchen heating the food. His upper body was naked with some scabs on his back.

There was only one word in the caption: [He.]

Janessa touched the centipede-shaped wound in the photo as if there was still an uneven touch on her fingertips. She buried her face in the pillow, and she seemed to be able to smell his body and hear his groan.

Janessa closed her eyes, his hoarse voice echoing in her mind.

".... Do you love me?"