Chapter 27 I Will Be Obedient.

Arno bent over to pick him up and coaxed, "no! Auntie Dora likes you the most." "Then why did she run away?" Andy lay on his father's shoulder and sobbed. Arno patted him on the back and said, "she was bullied by bad people. It's daddy who didn't protect her. I'll call your uncle to pick you up later. You go back with your uncle first. Daddy promised you that I would help you bring Auntie Dora back, OK?” Andy looked up at him. "I'm going with Daddy. I'm going to see Auntie Dora." "Not yet. Be obedient. If you still want to see her, go back, or you may never see her again." After hearing this, Andy pouted and wanted to cry again. Arno looked at him: "huh?" Andy sniffled. "I'll be obedient." Arno was very satisfied and took out the phone to call Bill and asked him to pick up Andy as quickly as possible. Bill was in the clubhouse with a large group of friends, enjoying the pleasure of wine and beauty. But his brother called him. Just about to complain, he saw his nephew's red eyes because of tears, and his heart was breaking. "Oh, Andy baby, what's the matter? Why are you crying? Come on, uncle love you. I hold you high. " "Uncle." Andy put himself into his arms, choked and aggrieved. Bill was heart-broken. He hugged Andy and coaxed him. Bill had the guts to scold his brother, "brother, Andy is still so small that you can't scold him. Every time you scold people and scare them to death... " Arno interrupted his brother's chatter and said coldly, "aren't you going to deal with White group? How is it now?" Bill was terrified and said with trembling: "still...It hasn't started yet. I'm waiting for White group to contact with E.C company. And it should happen just two days. Why...What's the matter? " Arno squinted dangerously, "don't be merciful when you do it." At last, Bill realized something and asked, "what's the matter? That Mr. White offended you, again? Or did he offend the future sister-in-law again? " Arno didn't intend to explain. He picked up his coat and put it on. He said, "I'll give Andy to you tonight." "Ah?" Bill was stunned and said in a hurry, "OK, but tell me what happened first..." However, Andy didn't say a word and left without looking back. … After coming out of the restaurant, Arno drove quickly to Furong Yuan. The original half an hour's drive was shortened to 20 minutes. As Andy arriving at the community, he looked up at Dora's house and found that the light was on. In a moment, he was relieved. Fortunately, Dora didn't have the habit of running around! After a sigh of relief, Arno got out of the car. Now, upstairs. Dora was sitting in the bathtub, burying her head in the water. She was still in a complex mood and could not calm down. She despised her behavior of running away. She felt guilty when she remembered the picture of her leaving Andy. That cute little guy must be very sad! Dora was heart-broken at the thought that Andy might be crying. However, she had to tell herself that it was the best choice. She and Andy and Arno were from two worlds. Even if there was an intersection now, it would end in the future. It was better to make a decision to give up now. "Besides, we have known each other for a few days. Maybe the little guy will soon forget me." Dora came out of the water and comforted herself, wiping the water off her face. She didn't know why there was no sense of relief in her heart. On the contrary, she was upset. Just then the doorbell rang. Dora was surprised and her first reaction was that Andy and Arno were coming. She got up subconsciously, took the bathrobe and put on at will. Regardless of the dripping hair, she ran to the door with the barefoot. Her heart beat too fast to open the door immediately. She looked through the peep hole. It was strange face who was a woman with a black cap on her head and a green T-shirt. Dora knew the T-shirt was the work clothes of a convenience store downstairs. She opened the door with some doubts. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she listened to the other party's friendly attitude and said, "Hello, Miss Bush, this is the water you ordered." Words down, then that woman handed over a large bag of iced mineral water. "Ah?" Dora was a little confused. "I didn't order water? Did you send it to the wrong place? " "No mistake. Miss Dora Bush, 408 building B. It's you." The staff stepped forward with a smile, put the water into Dora's arms, and then said, "this water is a little heavy. Be careful." After that, without waiting for Dora to react, she turned and walked away. Dora was a little speechless. She had no idea but to receive the water, and then was ready to close the door. As soon as she turned around, she saw a tall figure leaning against the door frame, staring at her. Man's eyes were deep as the sea. He pressed his thin lips tightly, showing a natural cold. He was an eye catcher Dora only heard him say, "that water, indeed, is for you." The sound was good, like the melody of a cello, deep and melodious. Dora realized that he bought the water and, in this way, he let her open the door! "You...Why are you here? " She asked a little embarrassingly. Dora didn’t know how to face him. "You know the reason." Arno did not answer her question directly, but slowly stood up straight and walked towards her step by step. Dora dodged and subconsciously stepped back, trying to say something, "I...I... " But she did not know how to start. What can she say? I didn't want to have anything to do with you? Or please, don't come again? It seemed that no matter which sentences, she can not say. Just as she was full of thoughts, Arno had already come to her. His eyes were as black as jade. Arno was staring at her face aggressively. Dora was so uncomfortable that she looked up and looked at him weakly. However, at this time, Arno suddenly reached out one hand, gently pinched her chin and raised her whole face. Then he leaned slightly towards her... It was the frivolous action and ambiguous posture! Dora was still and saw his face being close to her. She was totally shocked. “?” She held her breath. Her heart was out of control, and she stammered, "Mr...Mr. Jones?”