My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth) novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367

The desk lamp was on, and Arabella was writing the surgical plan for Mina. A piece of paper was covered in words. The plan had been finished but still needed transferring to the notebook. After Arabella had finished half of it, she fell asleep.

Kenneth walked over. Arabella was sleeping lovably at the desk. Her slender arms were pillowed underneath. She had taken a bath and her long black hair like silk was tucked behind her ears and scattered on her shoulders, which made her delicate face expose.

Her long lashes drooped down quietly like the wings of a butterfly, and now she got very dark shadows under her eyes, sleepy and tired.

Kenneth felt a little guilty. He "played" with her in the bathroom too late last night. It had been three o'clock in the morning when he took her out of the bathroom. She didn't have enough sleep.

Kenneth stretched out and picked her up, gently placed her on the big soft bed, and covered her with a quilt. Then he came to the desk and picked up a pen to finish the other half of the operation plan.

At this time, a knock came at the door, and Sharon pushed the door in and whispered, "Ken, Bella fell asleep?"

Kenneth nodded. "Grandma, it's late, and you should go to rest too."

Sharon came to Kenneth's side and looked at him lovingly. "Ken, Bella is a good girl. I can tell that she loves you very much. Do you feel her love for you?"

Tyrone also said that in the corridor of the hotel. Tyrone said that she liked him very much and that her eyes sparkled when she saw him.

"Ken, Bella loves you. She told the whole world loudly that she loved you and wanted you to feel secure. She has been holding your hand tightly, so no matter what happens in the future, don't let go of Bella's hand, okay?"

Kenneth looked at Arabella on the bed and nodded. "Grandma, I think... Even if I want to let go now, I can't do it. I can't lose her, she is my only medicine."

He was sick. No, he had been sick all along. But since she appeared, she had become his medicine.

He would not be able to live without her.

He couldn't live a day without her.