The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1385

Chapter 1385

“Of course |,” Martin was visibly nervous, his gaze locked into hers, yet he couldn't bring himself to deceive her, “want it all."

He yearned for both.

The sincerity in his eyes appeared to Serena as nothing more than a wolf in sheep's clothing, "So, hanging out with me, you've

always had ulterior thoughts, right?"

Martin was puzzled. To him, these ‘ulterior thoughts’ were simply an extension of his affection for her.

Seeing her upset, Martin didn't dare to soothe her with his actions anymore. He could only try to explain verbally.

“Il admit, I'm drawn to you, because | like you. | want to kiss you, hold you, take your hand. | want you, all of you, for myself. But

more than that, | want your heart. | hope to have a place in there, even if it's just a tiny corner, that would be enough for me."

Serena turned her face away, silent.

"I'm sorry, Serena. I'll be more mindful from now on.” Martin gently tugged at her sleeve, not daring to take her hand, "Please,

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don't be mad, okay?"

Serena purposefully shrugged him off and marched ahead.

“Serena.” Martin felt uneasy, fearing she might think of him as a creep and cut him off for good.

When Serena saw him anxiously catch up, the sense of control over him suddenly lifted her spirits.

“Are you smiling?"

Martin caught a fleeting smile on her lips, which eased his anxious heart, and a grin spread across his face, "Does this mean you've

forgiven me?"

“From now on, you can't touchwithout my permission!"

Martin found this a bit tough, but anxious not to upset her again, he simply nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Serena glanced at his hand, and Martin quickly retracted it, not even daring to touch her sleeve again.

Her mood improved even further, reveling in the power she held over him.

"So, are you still mad?" Martin cautiously walked by her side, watching her every expression.

"Much better now."

“Then, can | hold your hand again?” Martin longed to reach out to her.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Serena extended her hand, “Here."

Overwhelmed with excitement and joy, Martin quickly took her hand, afraid she might change her mind.

The hot air balloon gently descended.

Those above didn't realize why there was such commotion below.

"So, you're ticklish” Arabella chuckled, giving Romec's waist another playful scratch.

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Romeo retaliated, laughing, "You're even worse."

"Stop, please stop."

Arabella couldn't dodge in tand found herself captured in his arms.

"Say you love me."

Arabella remained silent.

Romeo, both domineering and doting, kept tickling her, "Say it, and I'll let you go."

Trapped in his embrace and laughing uncontrollably, Arabella pleaded, "Stop."

She had no strength left to resist.

It was the first tRomeo saw her laugh so radiantly, so beautifully. He was utterly mesmerized.

Arabella seized the moment to tickle him back. The usually aloof Romeo revealed a childlike side in front of her, conceding with a

laugh, “I surrender"