My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 479

Who was Kenneth? He was an indifferent of formidable power, a prominent aristocrat who could

command the world with a wave of his hand. But now, he had climbed a tree to get her a bird's nest. He

had lost a show, but he still had the humblest attitude when gingerly and ingratiatingly asking her to

stay.

He had abandoned all his pride.

Arabella slowly clenched her hands that were hanging by her sides. She kept reminding herself to stay

sober because Kenneth was still waiting for her to save him.

"Bella, what's wrong? Don't you like this?"

Arabella nodded and replied, "Yep, I don't like this. I don't like this at all. It was just a joke. But why do

you take everything so seriously?"

With that, Arabella reached out and directly knocked the bird's nest out of his hands.

The nest quickly fell to the ground.

Kenneth froze and pressed his lips into a straight line until they got pale. A hint of disappointment

gradually crept onto his handsome face.

The atmosphere between the two plummeted to a freezing point.

Arabella thought she couldn't stay here any longer because she was afraid that she would soften her

heart. She turned around and headed outside.

But Kenneth reached out his well-defined hand and firmly grasped her delicate wrist, asking, "Bella,

where are you going?"

Arabella didn't turn around. She held back the tears in her eyes, not wanting them to fall, and replied,

"Mr. Lucero, we've agreed on it. Everything is over and it would be a disgrace for you to pester me after

all this."

Kenneth acted as if he didn't hear the words. He said, "Bella, don't leave. Let's stay here forever. Look,

I haven't taken sleeping spills in the past few days, but I can still fall asleep. I'm getting better and

better, aren't I? How about going to Faykarta with me? You know me. I don't like Faykarta, but if you're

there, I will try to accept and love that city. I can give you happiness."

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Arabella quickly looked up because her tears were clamoring to fall. She retorted, "That's different.

That's different..."

Kenneth pulled her over, pressing his large hands on her tender shoulders. His eyes were bloodshot as

he asked, "What's the difference? Tell me, what's the difference?"

Arabella tried to push him away as she replied, "Because I'll get tired when the novelty wears out. I

don't have the courage to spend my rest life with you. What if you can be cured? I don't want to spend

all my time on you. I don't want my world to revolve around you. I'm still so young!"

She hardened herself and shouted out the words. Both of them fell silent when she finished the words

and only their heaving breaths could be heard in the room.

Kenneth's eyes turned red. He tightened his grip on her shoulder and questioned, "So, what's the

meaning of this honeymoon trip? You treated me well to please yourself. Were you really fooling me

around? So that you want to leave me after getting tired of my body?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Arabella used all her strength to push him away.

Kenneth stumbled back for several steps and started at her gloomily and ferociously.

Arabella didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around.

However, after taking a few steps, she heard a low, dangerous voice from behind. "Stop!"

Arabella froze and then slowly turned around. Her pupils contracted sharply when she saw the gun in

Kenneth's hand. He was now pointing the black muzzle at her, aiming at her head.