The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 427

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.”