Chapter 692 - Just Have A Taste (1)

Armando received a call from Benson as soon as he got off work. Benson was flustered and exasperated. He said that the grandson of the Geller family had found a girlfriend and that the grandson of the Peck family, who even had never gone out because of autism, had not only found a girlfriend but was also about to get married and have a baby soon. He blamed Armando for the fact that he didn't have a girlfriend or even a job. It made Benson lose face outside.

Armando listened quietly. It was hot at night. He had just come out of the museum and stood under the street lamp for a while. His forehead was covered with sweat. He didn't give any explanation and just listened patiently. It was not until Benson had finished scolding him that he said, "Grandpa, drink some water..."

Benson was even more exasperated.

Cynthia felt very uncomfortable when she heard What Benson said. From time to time, she argued for her son, "He has already worked. Recently, he hasn't used my money. He even returned my card..."

"You must have secretly given it back. I know you so well!" Benson sneered.

Cynthia cried out in disagreement and Roman joined in their conversation. It was so noisy that Armando couldn't even hear them clearly.

After hanging up the phone, Armando went to a shop to buy a pack of cigarettes. He rarely smoked, but he liked to watch Janessa smoke. When Janessa smoked, her expression was very beautiful and she was completely lost in her thoughts. Armando didn't understand before and only thought that she was very beautiful. Later, he understood. He realized that she was very beautiful and sad when she missed someone.

After he finished smoking a cigarette, a voice came from behind him. "Armando?"

Armando turned around. It was the young restorer in the office. He forgot her name and only answered, "Yes."

He turned to leave.

The housekeeper called and he picked up the phone. "Hello..."

"Mr. Mosby, Miss Janessa seems to be injured. I want to help her but she refused. So I..."

"I'll be right there." Armando was about to hang up when a voice came from the side, "Can you give me a cigarette?"

Armando turned his head. The restorer was still standing there. Standing under the street lamp, she had a smile on her face. Armando handed her a cigarette expressionlessly and then turned to leave.

The restorer looked down at the cigarette in her hand and said to herself, "Shouldn't a man say that girls shouldn't smoke? What does he mean?"

It was already nine in the evening when Armando arrived at the apartment. He had been staying upstairs in his shop all this time and rarely stayed here. He wanted to give Janessa enough time to gradually forget the man in her heart.

When the housekeeper saw him, she quickly gave him a glass of water and handed him the medicine kit. She whispered to him, "Miss Janessa is in the room. She's silent."

"Alright. You can go back now. Thanks." Armando thanked her and knocked on Janessa's door with the medical kit in his hand.

She lived in the guest room. She had never lived in the bedroom he lived in before, and the things inside had not been moved. Originally, she just crashed here. But now she seemed to be the owner of the house. Moreover, the main bedroom had remained as before, as if she was waiting for someone to come and stay.

Janessa didn't answer the door, so Armando opened the door with a key. Janessa was lying on the bed with her back facing him. She thought that it was the housekeeper who came in. She said impatiently, "I said it. I'm fine. Don't come in. I'm sleepy and want to sleep."

A hand touched her arm and Janessa was shocked and reflexively pulled her arm back. When she turned back and saw Armando's face, she covered her chest with her hand and said, "You scared me to death! What are you doing!"

There was a wound at the corner of her mouth, and her left face was swollen. Armando pushed aside her hair and saw the five fingerprints left on her skin.

"Is it Warren?" He felt so angry.

"No." Janessa denied.

"Did he meet you?" Armando asked, staring at her.

Janessa found a job. She didn't work at the travel agency but at the newspaper. She was the editor’s assistant. Today was the third day of her work.

Armando had always thought that she wanted to go to work because she didn't want to be idle at home. However, he didn't know that Janessa later called home and learned from Cynthia that Armando had given all his bank cards to Cynthia. These days, he had been working outside to make money. She was too clear about the purpose of making money.

"No." Janessa shook her head. "It wasn't him. Our newspaper interviewed a woman. I made her unhappy and she slapped me. She had apologized for it."

Armando grabbed her chin and forced her to look up. His eyes were very dark. He seemed to know what Armando was thinking. "It couldn't be a woman. Janessa, be honest. Who did it?"

Janessa was surprised and she wanted to turn around and avoid his gaze.

"I have already asked you." Armando got up and walked out. Janessa quickly grabbed his arm. "What are you going to do?"

"Go to find him."

Janessa took a deep breath. "Don't. He won't appear again in the future."

"He hit you," Armando said with bloodshot eyes.

"Yes." Janessa closed her eyes.

Warren appeared in the afternoon. She had just finished sorting documents with the editor when the colleague told her that someone was looking for her.. Janessa saw Warren when she went out.