The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1891

Ever since Arabella cback home, every family holiday turned into a photo shoot. Thanksgiving, Christmas, and now it was

clear that New Year would be no different.

"Bella is just so smart." Kenneth said with a twinkling smile. "Now that Bella has caught on to the pattern, | might as well spill the

beans. Indeed, we've got a photo crew coming over tomorrow. We'll all dress up in matching family outfits and take pictures

without any fuss."

"This means I'll get more snapshots with Bella," Clark boasted to Sean.

Sean couldn't swallow his pride, but then he heard his sister ask, "Sean, didn't you say on the way hyou wanted to take some

selfies with me?"

"Oh, right, | almost forgot." Sean, thrilled that his sister was saving face for him, eagerly pulled out his phone, wrapped an arm

around her shoulder, and snap, snap, snapped away.

Clark couldn't help but tease, "Can't you ever stop? Taking so many shots in the spose, aren't you tired? Bella must be

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exhausted!"

"You have no clue. It's about different angles!" Sean retorted, then posed for the phone again. "Con, Bella, give us a smile."

Arabella lit up with a grin, and Sean tapped the screen multiple times, capturing several more images.

"That's hideous, what's there to photograph?" Clark complained when he saw Sean baring his teeth in the shots.

"Mind if | join?" Chasel pushed his way in, standing on Arabella's other side, eager to get in the frame.

"Who wants to take a picture with you? Move over, you're blocking the shot ofand Bella."

Everyone around couldn't help but laugh.

At For-ena Villa.

When Serena woke again, her lifeless eyes betrayed no emotion, as if her spirit was crushed by the world.

"Serena, you're awake? Thank goodness." Dora quickly fished out her phone to call Martin.

The attending doctor stepped forward to examine Serena, ensuring there were no complications before heaving a sigh of relief.

Martin, who was in the middle of a shower when he heard Serena had awakened, threw on a robe and rushed over.

Serena noticed his hair was still damp, and his skin looked soft and clean from the steam.

Truth be told, Martin looked handsfrom this angle.

"Serena? You're finally awake." Martin was elated. "Are you thirsty? Hungry? Want something to eat? The doctor said you could

have sbroth now that you're awake, right Doctor?"

He turned to the doctor with his question.

The doctor, momentarily enchanted by Martin's dashing appearance, snapped back to reality and replied, "Yes. Serena can start

with sbroth. She should eat light, in small amounts, and frequently. She can't fill up all at once."

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After all, it had been days since she had eaten.

"Shall | have someone bring up sbroth?" Martin asked softly, looking at the woman in the bed.

"Mhm," Serena nodded, causing Martin's face to light up - she finally wanted to eat.

It was a positive sign.

If her mood continued to be low, it would only worsen her condition.

"I'll go get it," Dora chimed in joyfully. "Just a moment, Serena, I'll be right back."

"You can go now," Martin said to the doctor.

Though the doctor seemed reluctant to leave, she bowed and exited at Martin's request.

Dora quickly returned with a bowl of broth.

"Letdo it," Martin said, taking the bowl to feed her.