Chapter 279

Romeo’s car pulled up at the villa by the lake.

He looked up and saw that the lights in Arabella’s room were still on, so he got out of his car, pulled out

his phone, and dialed her number. “Arabella, are you still up?”

“Yep.” Arabella had just finished showering and was drying her hair with a towel. “Are you all done with

your stuff?”

“Yeah, I was planning to come see you straight off the plane.”

But on the way, he heard about her injury and its connection with the Cooper family. He had to deal

with some stuff, causing a delay. “Can you come to the window and see me?”

At this hour, he couldn’t just barge in, and it was sweltering outside. He didn’t want her to leave the AC

to come out to the steamy balcony.

So he could only catch a glimpse of her from afar.

Arabella went to the window and saw Romeo standing by his car, looking up in her direction.

Even though she couldn’t make out his facial expression, she could feel the tenderness and affection in

his voice..

“Have you been eating on time while I was away?”

“Yep,” Arabella answered, continuing to dry her hair.

“Be careful; your hand is injured.”

Arabella was startled. “How did you know?”

“I watched your competition video.” Romeo replied. “I didn’t know your hand could not only save lives

but also play the piano and even make such beautiful clothes.”

“Do they really look good?” Arabella asked. She didn’t think the alterations she made at the competition

were all that important.

But since Romeo said they were nice, she agreed, saying, “Then when my hand’s better, I’ll make

more for you.”

Romeo was pleasantly surprised. “Really? Then wait till you’re healed, and you can make some for

me.”

He could tell that Arabella’s design talent definitely surpassed Molly’s:

It was just that during the competition, she kept a low profile, Jetting Molly take the spotlight.

“If anyone ever bullies you, make sure you tell me.”

“Okay.”

“I brought some late–night snacks. Have them and get some rest.” Romeo looked at Arabella through

the window, saying gently, “Find someone who’s still awake to collect them. I won’t ring the bell.”

That way, he wouldn’t disturb anyone’s rest.

“Don’t come down.” Romeo added, “Your hand is injured; you shouldn’t carry heavy things.”

After Arabella agreed, she instructed Edith.

Edith hadn’t expected Romeo to bring so many late–night snacks. She had her hands full and, with a

smile, asked him, “Romeo, aren’t you coming in for a bit?”

Edith guessed his concerns: “It’s late, you don’t want to disturb Mr. and Mrs. Collins, do you?”

Romeo’s gaze softened. “Edith, there are some medicines in this bag. Arabella’s hand is injured; she

might need your help to apply it later.”

“Arabella’s hand is injured?” Edith suddenly remembered–no wonder Arabella was using her left hand

to eat dinner tonight!

Everyone in the household knew that Ms. Bella was ambidextrous. So, when she used her left hand to

hold cutlery, nobody thought anything of it.

But how did Mr. McMillan find out?

“Rest assured, I will definitely apply the medicine to Ms. Bella later.”

“Sorry for the trouble.”