Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 317 Don't go

"Did you fall out with Armando?"

After dinner, Benson asked Janessa.

Janessa felt nervous, "No."

"Don't lie to me. Armando usually follows you like your shadow, but today, he refuses to get out of his room. He doesn't even give a glimpse at you during the dinner. I don't believe that you didn't quarrel!"

Janessa was lost for words.

As Janessa was silent, Master Mosby thought he was right, so he continued his persuasion, "Though I don't know what happened, yet I know that Armando is stubborn. If he is wrong and refuses to apologize, you can replace a face-saving way out. After all, you are the one he always talks to. Usually, he is a man of few words and talks little with others. Could you please go talk to him? Don't make him gloomy during the Spring Festival."

"Fine...."

Janessa went into the kitchen and brought a plate of fruit, some melon seeds and chestnuts. Then, she went upstairs to knock on the door.

Armando was a little surprised when he opened the door and saw Janessa. The house was equipped with heaters, so Janessa only wore a yellow sweater with her black hair scattered around her fair shoulder. Armando didn't dare to steal another glance at first. However, as she was standing in front of him, he was at a loss and could only stare at her, for he was afraid it was a dream.

"Don't you invite me into your room?" Janessa raised her chin, signaling that she was still holding something.

Only then did Armando regain his senses. He took over the plates. After Janessa came in, he closed the door and asked, "You want to meet me?"

The Mosbys of the elder generation were all artists, so Armando's room was decorated in artistic style. His bookshelves were lined with Ceramic works. The beige marble was coated with art carpets. The well- arranged color set the ancient Greek murals on the ceiling off to advantage. Besides, the walls were either painted with calligraphy or modern paintings. His bed was short couches, like the bed of ancient emperor. The golden sheets were laid on the floor, which was luxurious.

Janessa often visited his room, but this time, she had some inexplicable emotions.

She had been away from home over the past months. During that period, she heard many stories, but none of those stories could teach her how to face Armando.

He grew up under her care. Therefore, Janessa had a deep attachment for him and she couldn't refuse to meet him. They were family and had to meet every day. How could she treat him as a stranger? That was why Janessa decided to come along with him as usual. When he gave her up and took a fancy to other girl, he would know it was wrong to like her.

"I plan to have fun with our friends someday. Last time, we had a good time together." When Janessa mentioned the party they had last time, somehow, she recalled the accident. She embarrassedly walked to his side and took over the plate. Then she found a chair, so she just seated down. "Sit down and have some nuts. What do you stand there for?"

"Oh." Armando paused for a moment and said, "Randy went for his contest."

"Then we can wait for him."

"Sure."

It was silent.

Janessa had two melon seeds, but she could not replace a trash can. Therefore, she stood up with the plate in her hand.

Armando grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't go."

Janessa was at a loss.

Janessa looked at his face in astonishment. His gaze was burning. From his eyes, one could know he was contradictory, painful, but affectionate. He probably thought that it looked very despicable when he grabbed her, so he let go of her.

"I just ... drop a melon seed shell." Janessa looked away and lowered her head to look for the trash can. Armando felt relieved and grinned. He took a ceramic can from the table and gave it to her, "Here it is."00☐☐☐☐