Chapter 612

“So, the dosage has been reduced from 1 gram to 0.8 grams now.” Arabella guessed her expectation

and gently said, “The frequency remains the same, and the taste is still a bit bitter. There won’t be

ntuch change.”

“Alright, you’re so considerate, Bella.” Under Phillip’s care, Shirley finished the medicine in the bowl.

Then Brodie took the bowl away, and after a while, he brought another one.

“Phillip, this one’s for you.”

It was the medicine Arabella had previously prescribed for Phillip. It’s good for the heart, once a week.

The moment Phillip smelled it, he frowned, but Arabella was still here, so he plucked up the courage

and said, “Bella’s meds just smell different. The taste is rich, and it’s so delicious! It’s really a treat,

hahaha!”

Arabella watched him finish it in one go, sympathy welling up at the bitterness in his eyes.

Beside them, Romeo smirked, “Delicious? I’ll have Bella make more for you to strengthen your body.”

Phillip: Thank you very much!

“It’s getting late; take Bella home to rest.” Phillip was afraid Bella might actually give him more meds

then that would be the end of him.

Arabella knew Phillip wanted them to leave and have their own time, so she smiled and said, “Well,

grandma and grandpa, we’ll be heading off now. We’ll visit again when we have time.”

Romeo’s eyes shifted, and his aura softened. She said “We“.

Since when did she include him in her plans, saying “we” more and more often?

“Bella means we’ll visit again next time.” Romeo emphasized the word “we” and reminded Phillip,

“Don’t pour the medicine away.”

“Don’t badmouth me in front of Bella! I’ve never poured away any of Bella’s medicine.”

“Really?” Romeo retorted, “That plant looks like it was scorched to death.”

Phillip followed his gaze to the one–meter plant between the living room and the courtyard and

stuttered, “That time I didn’t hold the bowl well, it spilled accidentally.”

Admitted it??

“It’s all Brodie’s fault! The medicine he gave me was too hot, so I accidentally let go. Brodie, it’s your

fault! Be careful next time.”

Brodie: I’ve put up with too much over the years.

“Really, Bella, your medicine is so precious so how could I pour it away? Every time I finish it, I want

more!”

Romeo and Brodie were at a loss for words.

Arabella tried not to laugh. “It’s fine, as long as you didn’t scald yourself.”

“See, Bella cares about me!”

Romeo just set traps! Phew!! Let’s go quickly!

“We’re heading off.” Romeo took Arabella’s hand, his gaze softening as it landed on her.

After saying goodbye to grandma and grandpa, Arabella got in the car, and after a while, Romeo got in

too.

He took her hand, walking and talking, and said, “Mr. Eugene is always so proud. For him to invite you

to play chess and look forward to your arrival, you must be really good at it, right?”

“It’s okay.”

“So you won against Mr. Eugene, and he lost his cherished possession to you, which you gave to

grandma!”

“How did you know?” Arabella looked up, seeming surprised.

Romeo realized he had underestimated her. He didn’t expect her to be so good at chess.

“Is there anything you can’t do?” As soon as Romeo finished speaking, he leaned in close, teasing, “I

know.”

Arabella: “What?”

Romeo looked at her lips, the breath of his words lightly falling on her lips: “You can’t kiss.”

Romeo’s lips gently touched hers. “Like this, have you learned it?”

Arabella lifted her eyelids and playfully asked, “You’re not even good at it yourself, and you have the

nerve to teach me?”

“That’s because I haven’t had the chance to practice. Let’s see if you’ll give me the chance.”

Arabella: “What do you mean?”

Was he blaming her for not giving him more opportunities to practice kissing?