Chapter 753: Whip Scar

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Janessa was very drunk. In the bathroom, she hit and scolded Armando while crying and making a fuss. It took them more than an hour to take a bath.

By the time he dried her hair and put her on the bed, it was already late.

Armando lowered his head and kissed her face. Then, he took his clothes and went into the bathroom. A box of things fell out of the luggage bag. He picked it up and glanced at it. Then, he turned his head to look at Janessa on the bed and casually threw the box into the interlayer of the luggage bag.

"Janessa, I have to go on a business trip in a few days."

Janessa heard Armando talking in a daze. She wanted to respond, but she felt that she had no strength left. When she opened her eyes, it was black and she could not see anything clearly.

She had a very chaotic dream. In her dream, she was on the ship for a while. Suddenly, she returned home in the next second. She lay on the sofa and Armando was kissing her ... The scene changed again. She went to the ship again, and everyone was playing games. Armando pulled her to the deck and kissed her in front of the waves ... They stood on the deck like the cover of the Titanic. And the scene was changed to the Mosby's where Benson asked her, "You live together with Armando?"

"Yes," Janessa nodded nervously.

Then the next second, she saw Armando holding her hand and saying, "Grandpa, we are together."

She saw Benson's eyes widen because of surprise. She saw Roman and Cynthia stand up. Janessa could not hear what they were shouting. She kept running and running. The passage in front of her was very similar to the corridor where she went to find Armando before. It seemed that there was no end. No matter how long she ran, she could not get out. She screamed in her dream, her voice hoarse and sharp.

"Janessa!"

Someone was calling her.

Janessa opened her eyes. There was fear and uneasiness in her eyes. Her forehead was wet and her whole face was covered by tears.

"Janessa, are you awake?"

It was Cynthia.

Janessa thought that she was still in a dream. She looked around and found this was Armando's residence. Had she returned from the cruise ship? Or was this still a dream?

She glanced at the house in a trance and found herself lying on the bed in her room. Her arms were connected to thin needles. She looked up and saw that the medicine bottle was hanging very high. She could not see what the medicine was. She raised her hands in a trance to see more clearly.

"Don't move. You are very weak. This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor." Cynthia held her hand.

"Doctor?" Janessa asked back. Her voice was hoarse, and as soon as she spoke, her throat was dry and painful.

"I'm sorry." Cynthia held her hand.

Janessa looked at her in surprise. She did not understand what Cynthia was apologizing for. She could only see that her eyes were especially red. It was obvious that she had cried.

"What's the matter?" Janessa asked uneasily. She looked around and did not see Armando, preparing to get out of bed to look for him, but her body was so sore that she was unable to move.

She lay there stiffly and looked down at herself after a long time. Her open collar revealed large patches of purple-red marks.

Her first reaction was that Cynthia knew it!

The Mosbies knew it!

Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened in fear.

Cynthia quickly held her hand. "Janessa, don't be angry. Listen to me first. He was drunk ... So he did something terrible to you. But listen to me. He likes you. He really likes you. So I ... I want to ask you. Can you give him a chance?"

Janessa sat there blankly. She did not understand what Cynthia said.

"I know that this matter is a huge blow to you. But, I beg you, he really likes you. Don't blame him. I ... I gave him the household register at home. He wants to change your household register. When the time comes, you can be in a relationship. I know that it is unfair to you. Janessa, for my sake, can you give him a chance?"

Janessa blankly shed a tear and asked in a trance, "Where is Armando?"

Cynthia almost knelt by her bed. Hearing her say this, she held her hand. "Don't blame him. If you're angry, blame me. I didn't educate him well. We owe you, okay? But Janessa, he really likes you. He told me that he would not marry anyone except you in this life. Janessa, don't blame him, okay?"

Janessa seemed to have understood, but she was still confused.

She suddenly remembered that Armando had whispered in her ear last night, "Janessa, I have to go on a business trip in a few days."

This was something he had planned out long ago.

"Where is Armando?" Janessa asked again.

Cynthia suddenly fell silent.

"Where is he?" Janessa looked up at her.

Cynthia turned and cried silently.

Janessa pulled out the needle and walked out. As soon as she got out of the bed, she fell to the ground.

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She heard Cynthia's panicked voice, "What are you doing? Have a good rest! Armando went on a business trip. I was afraid that you would blame him, so I didn't dare to tell you!"

Was that so?

Janessa was still uneasy. She lay down until the evening and drank some soup made by Cynthia. Only then did she recover a little. While Cynthia went to the bathroom, she took the key, put on her coat, and walked out.

She called Armando, but it didn't work. She called home again, and the call was picked up by the butler.

Janessa asked, "Where is Armando?"

The butler stammered, "He..."

"Is he at home?" Janessa asked.

"Yes."

Janessa hung up the phone.

After the taxi stopped, she pulled the zipper of her coat all the way to her neckline before she walked in.

"Miss Janessa ... you're back." The butler saw her from afar.

Janessa asked as she walked in, "Where's Master Mosby?"

"He was very angry." The butler could not bear it and said, "He almost smashed Mr. Armando's back."

Janessa held onto the wall and barely managed to stand, but her face was extremely pale.

"I don't know what happened, but Mr. Armando didn't say a word. Master Mosby didn't let anyone stop him. He just kept hitting him and knocked him out before stopping..." "Miss Janessa, you don't look very well. Are you sick?" asked the butler, who helped her in.

Janessa waved her hand and only felt almost suffocated.

There was no one in the living room. She went up the stairs and thought of the young man who did not like to talk lying in blood. It hurt so much that her heart ached.

Benson stood at the window of the corridor. When he turned around and saw Janessa coming up, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He stretched out his hand.

Janessa slowly walked over and held his hand.

He sized her up and patted her hand. "Child, sorry for your suffering."

Janessa shook her head.

He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to her. "There's about ten million in this card. Go out. If you want to come back in the future, come back and take a look. If you don't want to come back, just live a happy and comfortable life outside. If you need anything, call me and tell me."

'Go out?'

Janessa didn't take the card. She just stood there with her head down and didn't speak. Her eyes were full of tears.

"If that bastard wasn't my grandson, I would beat him to death to avenge you!" His eyes were red. "However, he is the descendant of the Mosby family. Can you understand me, child? I really want to beat him to death."

Janessa shook her head. The truth was not like this.

"Where is Armando?" She tried her best to suppress her tears and asked.

"He's in the room." Benson pointed to the room.

Janessa turned and walked into the room.

"Child, if you really hate him and want to kill him..." Benson looked at her sadly, "I can only kneel down and beg you ... to let him live."

The instant Janessa opened the door to Armando's room, her tears fell.

In the middle of the golden bed, Armando lay naked on the bed. On his back was a large area of bloody wounds that had been drawn out by the whip. The entire back, including the legs, was densely packed. The messy whip marks almost burned Janessa's eyes. She covered her mouth and cried silently.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and Armando lay there unconscious.

"Armando..." She shouted softly.

His finger gently touched the only place where he was not injured.

Armando did not respond at all.

"You...." She covered her mouth, tears rolling down her cheeks.

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