Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 319

After talking to Armando on the phone, Jaquan wanted to see the movie "A Chinese Odyssey" again. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned on the player, Felice moved to his side and asked casually while cutting fruit, "I thought you would bring a girl home this New Year."

Jaquan quitted the channel, thinking how to respond.

"Mom, I broke up with Arabella."

After hesitating for a while, he eventually decided to tell her the truth. Just as he had expected, Felice gaped at him when she heard the news.

He patted her shoulder and was about to comfort her when Felice put down the fruit knife and said with a smile, "Good! Son! This is good news! I'm going to tell your father!"

Jaquan reached out to stop her. "Mom, wait. Why is it good news?"

Felice was immersed in joy. "I've always known that you and Arabella aren't right for each other, but your father and I didn't want to interfere in your relationship. Now, you two must have seen the problems yourselves. This is good. It's better than having a divorce after you get married. Then the both of you would get hurt."

Felice might sound sarcastic sometimes, but she did have a point in this.

Jaquan had been together with Arabella for some time. There indeed were problems between the two of them, and the biggest problem was himself.

"Why did you two break up?" Felice came back halfway.

"Why ... why are you asking?" Jaquan was a little embarrassed.

"I told your father that you two wouldn't be incompatible. He said that it was because Arabella was a perfectionist and would get bored with you. But I think you might be the one bringing up breaking up with her." Felice's eyes lit up and she asked with confidence, "Was I right?"

Jaquan didn't answer.

Felice guessed half correctly. Arabella asked to break up with Jaquan, and he was the one in the wrong.

Thinking of Emma, Jaquan felt it would be difficult to develop their relationship. First, his parents wouldn't approve because she was a single mother; secondly, did she want to be with him?

From what he felt, she loathed him.

"What are you thinking?" Felice waved her hand and asked. "By the way, will Emma go back to her hometown for the New Year?"

"I don't know." A few days had passed since he last saw her, and he really did not know if she was still in the Tea Manor.

"Is she a local?"

"I don't know."

"Didn't you say you liked her? Why don't you know anything about her?" Felice looked at her son in disbelief.

Jaquan was silent for a moment before he turned to look elsewhere and said, "When did I say I liked her?"

"Look at you. You could have said, 'Mom, you misunderstand. I don't like her at all.' But what did you say?" Felice grumbled.

Jaquan didn't respond.

"Son, you should chase her if you like her. She will like definitely fall for you. Besides, you have me. I'll help you!" Felice patted him on the shoulder proudly.

Jaquan hesitated before he said, "Mom, actually she ..."

Felice gestured for him to stop. "What do you want to tell me? Is she married? Does she have a boyfriend? Does she have a five-year-old child? Jaquan, is fooling me the only thing you learned from your study and career?"

Jaquan looked at her in astonishment. "Mom, how did you know?"

"I'm your mother! Of course I know you. Since you like her, why do you set so many obstacles for your relationship? Aren't you afraid of dying alone?"

Jaquan sighed.

"Mom, I don't know if she's married, but ..."

"Since she is not married, what is the problem?"

"Hear me out." Jaquan stood up. His expression was so solemn it reminded Felice of her husband.

"She may or may not be married; she may also be divorced."

Felice didn't know what to say.

"I know it sounds complicated. Listen to me first." Jaquan had to do this. To be with Emma, he must have his parents' approval. For that, they must know her.

He finally said, "She has a son."

Felice was shocked and found it unbelievable.

After all, Armando was very stubborn even though he was reserved. He wouldn't give up until he came to a dead end.

As his good friend who understood him best, Randy wanted to help whenever he could.

"Captain, five minutes before the match starts," Urchin reminded him.

"Coming!" Randy answered, then walked up to the stage with a fan and checked his computer, headphones, and other equipment.

As he passed by a game chair, he frowned and asked, "What is this?"

Urchin following behind him touched the chair. "It's wet, and it seems to be ..." Before the word "blood" could be spoken, Lord Top sat down on the chair with a pale face.

Urchin didn't finish his sentence.

Randy ignored this small incident and went to check the other machines. He told the person in charge, "There's a dirty chair. Go change it."

Because they had less than five minutes to prepare, some people hurriedly removed the dirty chair. Lord Top could only stand beside a computer, her shoulders slumping, like a snake without bones. It seemed if she could sit, she would never stand; and if she could lie down, she would never sit.

Once the chair had been replaced, she calmly sat on the new chair and began to test the headphones.

When Urchin returned to his seat, he noticed something red on the table. He touched it and was sure that it was exactly the same thing as what he had just found on the chair.

The only person who had just leaned against his desk was...

Urchin turned to Lord Top, who was holding a cup of milk tea to warm her hands. The paleness of her face made her look sickly. She stared at the computer screen so attentively that the captain had to shout a few times before she replied in a weak and hoarse voice.

This scene reminded Urchin of his elder sister. Every time she had her period, it was a catastrophe to her.

But how could Lord Top have periods?

That was crazy! Urchin looked at Lord Top's chest. Thin as she was, she always wore a loose sweatshirt. And she had fair skin.

Wait! She had fair skin!

That was it! It was a woman!