My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 416

Arabella didn't want to tell Aurora about Kenneth asking for a divorce. Perhaps she hadn't given up on

this marriage and Kenneth yet. She didn't want a divorce yet. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Aurora, let's leave the matter of going to Faykarta. I need to solve Caitlin and Stephanie first. I'll stay

with grandpa tonight. You've been with me all day today. Just go back quickly."

Aurora took Arabella's slender arm and looked into her already swollen eyes, "I'm not tired, I'll stay with

you."

"Aurora, you go back. I'll call Kenneth to accompany me later."

Aurora raised her thin eyebrows and said, "That's right. Kenneth will definitely come to accompany you

tonight. I'll go. If you need any help, give me a call."

...

After Aurora left, Arabella returned to the ward. She poured a basin of hot water and carefully wiped

Shaun's body with a towel.

Shaun's body had already been cold, but not long ago, his hand was still on her head, rubbing her

head.

At night, Arabella sat by the bed, surrounded by a sense of loss and loneliness, tears rolling down

again. She lay on the bedside crying pathetically.

Her heart was empty. Her last relative had passed away. The Snyder family was not her family. She

originally had a home with Kenneth, but Kenneth didn't want her either.

She felt like she had returned to eleven years ago. When she was nine years old, she was thrown into

the countryside and had lost everything.

Arabella took out her phone and found Kenneth's phone number. She stared at the number but

ultimately didn't have the courage to make the call. Although she really wanted Kenneth to be with her

at this moment.

Her mind was filled with what happened this morning. He stared at her coldly, hit the pillow on her and

shouted at her.

Arabella dared not call him anymore. After Shaun's death, she was overwhelmed with sadness, so

dared not let him hurt her again.

As night quickly fell, the entire hospital was quiet.

At this moment, the sound of steady footsteps came from the corridor. Then the ward door was pushed

open, and a tall and upright man walked in. It was Kenneth.

Kenneth had a black coat draped over his straight shoulders. He probably hadn't shaved for two days.

A circle of blue appeared on his resolute chin, making him look stern and cold.

When Kenneth walked in, Arabella was tightly holding Grandpa's hand, sleeping with tears on her face.

He stood by the bed, looking down at the sleeping girl, her red nose, and her long eyelashes wet with

tears, making her look delicate and pitiful.

Kenneth reached out his hand and wiped the tears from her face.

In her sleep, Arabella felt his fingertips. She unconsciously rubbed her face against his fingertips, like a

cat.

Kenneth bent down and scooped her up in his arms.

He didn't put Arabella on the bed. Instead, he sat in the bed with her in his arms.

His lips fell onto her forehead and slowly moved downwards. He kissed her red and swollen eyes, her

wet eyelashes, her nose, and finally her rosy lips.

"Bella..." He called her name in a hoarse voice.