Chapter 427

“How many other identities do you have that I don’t know about?” Romeo asked, looking down at the

little girl beside him.

“Not many.”

So did that mean there were still more?

Romeo’s gaze softened He hadn’t expected her to have so many identities. What had she gone

through to become so strong?

“Were the Murphys mean to you?” Romeo seemed to have guessed something and suddenly asked.

“Indeed they weren’t the kindest.”

“You must have had a tough time when you were little,” As Romeo mentioned this, he halted his steps

and couldn’t help but hold her tightly.

Arabella was suddenly embraced by him, smelling the fresh scent from his body. A wave of warmth

enveloped her, thawing her icy heart bit by bit. “Tll be here for you from now on,” Romeo raised her

face, looking at her tenderly. “If you ever feel wronged, tell me. Don’t bottle it up, okay?”

“Okay,” Arabella gave him a gentle smile.

She smiled at him?

Romeo couldn’t help but lower his head and kiss her.”

It was evident that he was head over heels for the girl in front of him. The sincerity in his eyes was

enviable, almost driving people nuts.

Romeo was so handsome.

Who knew he had such a warm and sensitive side.

This girl was so lucky to be pampered by him.

Romeo left her lips, looking at her tenderly, “I’ll carry you.”

Arabella was wearing high heels today, and Romeo didn’t want her to feel tired.

But she whispered, “We’re in a movie theater.”

“Does the theater forbid carrying one’s fiancée?”

Arabella was silent. No, it didn’t.

Romeo didn’t care about the stares of others, reaching out his hand. But Arabella didn’t want to draw

attention.

The mall was bustling, and she was used to wearing high heels to look more mature when she went to

Allbara Investment before.

Romeo didn’t wait for her refusal, suddenly sweeping her up into his arms. “You’re so light, you should

eat more.”

Arabella looked up at him, “If I get fat, can you still carry me?”

“Even if you gain a hundred kilograms, it’s no problem.”

A hundred kilograms, what would she look like? A ball?

“Do you still want me then?”

“Don’t even mention a hundred kilograms.” Romeo looked down at her, his voice filled with indulgence.

“No matter how fat you get, I want you. I only want you in

this life.

Arabella lowered her head, her cheeks heating up.

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“Don’t think you can get away from me just by getting fat.” Romeo said seriously, with a hint of

indulgence and pampering. “You’d be adorable if you put on some weight, and I can’t wait to see what

you’d look like.”

Arabella was speechless. Well, he won’t see that in this lifetime.

“In the future, you don’t have to wear high heels when you’re out with me.” Romeo said, carrying her

forward, his figure tall and strong. “High heels aren’t good for your feet, and they’re uncomfortable.”

“You know about these things?”

“My company has a women’s shoe production line. Next time, I’ll take you to the site to pick out a few

pairs.” Romeo smiled at her “If you can’t find any shoes you like, you can consider me instead.”

He was always finding chances to flirt.

“Wow, look, he’s carrying his girlfriend.”

“That guy is so handsome. Tall and good–looking.”

“Although we can’t see the girl’s face, her figure is amazing. She must be pretty.”

Romeo carned Arabella to the car, fastened her seatbelt, and drove her home.