The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 2066

Louisa's heart ached even more as she considered the pain her daughter had endured.

"How did she bear it? Twice the agony. That must have been excruciating."

Upon hearing this, Romeo felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart, the pain so intense that it left him breathless.

Arabella had been enduring such soul-tearing pain, chatting with him nonchalantly and even comforting him in return.

That damn Yolanda, he wanted to skin her alive and pull out her tendons right then and there.

"All these years, Arabella's been used to handling everything on her own. But she forgets she's only nineteen after the New Year's,

still just a child." President Barton found himself fighting back tears. "She needs to rest more from now on, and stick to a light diet."

"Thank you, Mr. Barton, for making the trip," Louisa said gratefully. "I've had slate-night snacks prepared. Please, have

something to eat before you consider heading back."

"No, | must be going, but thank you for your kindness. There's something important | need to attend to." President Barton gestured

to the blood analysis results he was holding, indicating, "With these results and the antidote Bella concocted, I've got a lead on the

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poison she was afflicted with. Next, | need to find the person researching this poison."

Such a potent poison should never have found its way to the market, into the hands of the unscrupulous.

The researcher behind this poison, are they simply after money, or could they be connected to the puppet master that the kid has

been investigating.

Following this lead could offer sassistance.

"The antidote the kid prepared is spot on, not too much, not too little. Rest assured, she's pulled through."

"Thank you so much." Louisa personally saw him to the door.

At one in the morning, Arabella's room remained closed.

"I hope she's alright." Louisa couldn't help but worry.

"Mr. Barton said she's made it through, she just needs rest due to her weakened state." Kenneth started, then turned to Romeo,

who was sitting on the living room couch. "Romeo, I've had ssnacks prepared. Go have something to eat and then rest in the

guest room."

Romeo, seated on the second-floor couch, directly opposite Arabella's room, would be the first to see her if she emerged.

"Mr. Kenneth, I'm not hungry," Romeo said, his voice grounded with concern. "You all go rest. Once Bella wakes up, I'll keep her

company."

"But."

"I'm not tired," Romeo explained. "I won't be able to sleep until | see Bella cout. You both have been worried sick all night; you

should rest first. Plus, you'll need your strength to deal with Yolanda later."

Eventually, Kenneth and Louisa let themselves be persuaded, heading downstairs while instructing that the snacks be brought up

for Romeo.

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But Romeo didn't touch the food, his gaze fixed on the girl's door, as he pulled out his phone and issued sorders.

Past six in the morning, Arabella opened her door, and Romeo quickly stood up. "Feeling better?"

She hadn't expected him to have kept vigil all night.

He hadn't touched the snacks on the table, and his neatly tailored suit still bore the stain of her blood from the night before.

It was impossible not to be moved.

His eyes showed traces of red, yet his gaze remained deep and devoted.

Romeo stepped forward and embraced her, his voice tinged with distress, "Are you still in pain?"

"I'm okay now," Arabella whispered back, holding him gently. "Didn't | tell you, a little rest and I'd be fine?"

"Mr. Barton cby; he said the pain you felt was like undergoing a cesarean section without anesthesia, twice the pain of the

surgery." Romeo said, his heartache deepening as he gently rubbed his cheek against hers, overwhelmed with concern.