Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 642

"Are they asleep?" Ferne turned his head and looked into the room. Vincent had closed the door and only gave a low voice to show agreement.

Too many things had happened today. After the bonfire dancing and the fireworks, everyone returned to the courtyard where Ferne lived.

Many people couldn't get used to the roasted meat during bonfire segment, and they didn't eat much. Therefore, as soon as they returned to the courtyard, Pablo asked the cook to make supper and sent it in person.

Armando sent Janessa back to her room. Janessa was awake at the moment. She had no other feelings when she heard the merging of Emerald Island and Divine Immortal Island. She just pitied that she could not join the bonfire and had meals together.

Fortunately, she saw the gorgeous fireworks, and the person who accompanied her to watch the fireworks was Armando, not others.

When Armando carried her to the bed, he adjusted her to a comfortable position and found a cushion for her to lean on. Then he asked, "Do you want to change clothes?"

When she fell off the horse, her body was covered in mud. Then her back had been smeared with medicinal herbs. She was smelly and she really wanted to take a bath. But now, it was difficult for her to move, let alone take a bath and change clothes.

"No." She would rather sleep smelly than changed clothes by him.

Armando had guessed that she would say that and he showed no surprise. After tidying up the bed, he said, "Call me if there's any."

Janessa knew that he was going to look for Vincent, so she answered with a "yes" and closed her eyes to rest.

Vincent also returned with Emily on his back.

At first, Emily didn't want to come back. She didn't want to see Donna.

"Although she gave birth to me, she abandoned me when I needed her the most." Emily lay on Vincent's back, her voice full of grievance and accusation. "I know that her life was also tough, but Mr. Vincent ... She abandoned me. She didn't want me. And it was she who harmed my father."

"It's not her fault." Vincent walked slowly. His low and mellow voice carried a soothing power.

"I know. I just don't want to forgive her easily. Otherwise..." Emily sniffed and said in an aggrieved voice, "I'm so sorry to Dad."

"Then you don't have to forgive." Vincent had been walking for a long time and his right leg was slightly lame. Rex and guards, who were following behind, were frightened and wanted to do it for Vincent. However, they were all hurt with hanging arms, burnt hands, or lame legs. Their appearances were so funny so they abandoned the idea.

"Aren't you going to persuade me to forgive her?" Emily tilted her head and asked, her wet eyes bright.

"Why should I advise you to do something unhappy?" Vincent asked.