The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1898

So many dinner parties necessitate a couple's waltz.

She couldn't dance, was she supposed to just stand there and watch her date invite another girl to dance right in front of her?

If she couldn't even dance, couldn't even play the piano, what good was she?

In high society, she was nothing short of a pariah!

Was this scosmic joke, to take back everything she learned from the Collins family?

Martin held her close, allowing her to vent her frustrations in his embrace.

"Why, why must this happen to me." Serena sobbed uncontrollably, "Why?"

Her tears flowed like rivers, her sorrow seemingly endless, "Why does Arabella, after all the hardships, still cback so beautiful,

so glorified to that home, with so many skills to her name, while |, after my struggles, am left with nothing but the aftermath?"

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Why had fate stripped her of her prized beauty and status?

Why was she rendered unable to walk unaided, to relearn how to use utensils for eating?

Why?

It felt like she was cast into the deepest circle of hell, experiencing pain beyond comprehension!

Was it just because she was jealous of Arabella, because she had once tried to trip her up, that she deserved such divine

retribution?

Compared to her, Arabella's past sufferings seemed trivial!

At least Arabella was taken in by the Murphy family, who provided a decent life, neither lavish nor lacking, and Granny Grace had

connections that allowed her to learn so much.

And her. now that she was so destitute, the heavens still decided to take away the very basics of her existence!!

"Why must this happen to me." Serena cried as if her heart was being torn apart.

She had lost everything, yet instead of receiving sympathy from above, it seemed as if the universe itself wanted to crush her all

the more.

God was too biased!

Why must it be so unfair!

"So you're tellingmy knees will scar, and what will | do every summer? How will | wear skirts and shorts?" Serena wept anew.

Meanwhile.

David chto the family portrait hanging on the wall and smiled, "This picture is perfect right here, first thing you see when

you walk in."

In the living room, his brothers were eagerly trying to get a photo with Bella.

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Seeing such a lively scene, and spotting his dear sister, David's smile grew even wider.

"Bella, I'm back," David teased, waving something in his hand, "Guess what tasty treat | have brought for you?"

"Late at night, and you're bringing your sister barbecue?" Hans frowned slightly.

"It's all fresh off the grill. | rushed the driver to hurry over just so my sister could have a bite while it's still hot." David placed

several bags on the coffee table, and the servants promptly began setting out the dozens of grilled delights.

Chasel's brow also furrowed, "Tomorrow's New Year, and the day after is Bella's homecoming banquet, you're feeding her this, what

if she gets a breakout?"

"Bella's skin isn't prone to blemishes. Besides, even if she did get a spot, she'd still be my most beautiful, most angelic sister,

incomparable to anyone else!" David added, then pinched Bella's soft cheek affectionately, "Plus, my sister's a doctor, she knows

all the tricks to keep the skin clear, right?"

Arabella smiled warmly, looking back at David.