My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 468

Arabella turned around, and now his strong arm rested under her head as she lay in his embrace,

smiling at him. This was so wonderful.

Kenneth was still the same man as before, with a healthy body and no disabilities. Now his

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He was lucky; that stab didn't harm him at all.

Kenneth looked down at the girl lying in his arms at this moment. She looked so adorable. She seemed

even happier than him about his excellent health.

It was as if they had returned to a long time ago. She was still his beloved one, curling up in his arms

like a cat, loving, protecting, and holding him dear.

Kenneth's rough thumb gently stroked her red lips back and forth.

Arabella looked at him with shimmering eyes. Her small hands wrinkled his clothes into creases, then

she lifted herself and kissed him on the cheek, then another kiss.

"Did you and...Tyrone?" he suddenly asked hoarsely.

He was still concerned about that. Arabella recalled the photos she saw, some of which showed him

standing in a dark corner, watching Tyrone enter her room.

At that time, he tightly clenched his fist, and the blue veins on his hand were visible. He wanted to rush

into the room and have a fight with Tyrone.

But he tried hard to restrain himself.

It must have been tough for him.

Arabella playfully blinked and said in a low voice, "I am not telling you."

Kenneth stared intently at her, almost melting her with his fiery gaze.

However, he quickly let go of her and exited the bed.

Why was he getting up at this moment?

Arabella quickly reached out her fair fingers and grabbed his sleeve. "Mr. Lucero, you are so not

romantic! Do you need me to tell you the answer? You can...find out for yourself."

Kenneth turned to look at her. He had already gotten the answer from her sweet and shy expression

just now - she didn't get physical with Tyrone.

Now, she asked him to find out for himself, and the last few words were as soft as a mosquito hum. The

meaning she wanted to convey was already too obvious. She wanted...

Kenneth's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He was an ordinary man, and she was his beloved girl.

His narrow eyes had already taken on a crimson tinge of desire. However, he couldn't.

This honeymoon trip was only five days long, and after five days, she would fly to Faykarta and start

her own brilliant life. He couldn't take her virginity.

He had been restraining himself for so long, and he couldn't waste all his previous efforts.

Kenneth reached out and gently peeled off her delicate fingers, tightly holding on to him. "I already

know. I'll take a cold shower."

Arabella was confused.

What?

Was he going to take a cold shower now?

Why take a cold shower now?

Arabella refused to let go of his hand and held onto him. "Mr. Lucero, you don't want sex anymore? Do

you... not want to do it with me?"

Seeing her upset face, Kenneth said hoarsely, "Bella, you will find someone better."

"No, I won't. You are the best!"