My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 439

Kenneth told her that Tyrone came to Hardgrad to look for her. But Arabella lowered her eyelids and

couldn't respond to his love. "After I get all things done here, I'll go to Faykarta soon."

"Really?" A touch of joy appeared in Tyrone's cold eyes. "I'm going alone. Academician Lucero, have a

good trip."

Tyrone said with a faint smile, "Thank you, Bella. See you in Faykarta."

......

In Floweret Garden, Kenneth returned to the bedroom. He took off his black coat and threw it on the

sofa. Lying on the soft bed, he closed his eyes tiredly, and loosened his tie lazily, revealing a wild

glamour. His head rested on the snow-white pillow, which was Arabella's. The sweet fragrance left by

her could still be smelled.

He felt that he hadn't seen her for a long time, and his mind was full of her standing still in the rain in

black. During this time, she was much thinner.

He touched the bed sheet and suddenly found a slippery piece. She took nothing away, including this This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

champagne-colored silk nightgown.

Kenneth closed his eyes and rubbed the nightgown on his fingertips, with his Adam's apple rolling.

His head was so full of her who was holding him in this nightgown that night...

It felt unreal like a dream.

At this moment, Kenneth felt a small hand gently caressing the business vest on his body.

Kenneth opened his eyes immediately and clasped the small hand. It wasn't a dream and someone

really entered his room.

Beside the bed was a strange girl, about twenty years old. She was his type and her dark eyes were

very similar to Arabella's. She was very panicked when she was grabbed by him. "Mr... Mr. Lucero, I..."

Kenneth threw her away and got up quickly. He pressed his lips together and then asked sharply,

"What are you doing? Who let you in?"

A little maid dared to seduce the master. In Floweret Garden, there had never been such a maid

before!

The little maid's face turned pale. "Mr. Lucero, I..."

At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Sharon walked in. "Ken, don't blame her. I let

her in."

Kenneth was sullen and frowned. At the thought of the little maid's hand crawling over his clothes, he

wanted to run into the bathroom and take a hard bath.

Too dirty!

"Grandma!"

Sharon glanced at the little maid. "Go out first."

"Okay." The little maid ran away in fright.

The bedroom door was closed. Sharon looked at Kenneth's gloomy face and said sadly, "Ken, I have

no choice. Although you were discharged, you didn't tell me about your health. I could only test you.

The little maid looked like Bella. She shouldn't be an eyesore. I know you still love Bella."

Sharon's eyes fell on the big soft bed. The nightgown was still there.

Sharon could always read his mind. Kenneth felt a little embarrassed. He quickly pulled the quilt to

cover it and then said unhappily, "Grandma, don't do it again."

"Okay, okay," Sharon was relieved. Then she blinked and asked in a low voice, "Ken, tell me, can you

still perform?"