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The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 431
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Chapter 431 “There are pajamas, suits, shirts, socks, and so on, and also,” Arabella trailed off before she could finish.

“And what else?” “You'll see when you get home.” Seeing a slight blush on Arabella’s face, Romeo had a hunch and leaned in to whisper, “Is it intimate apparel?” He chuckled, “How did you know my size?” “Romeo!” “You look so adorable when you're blushing.” Romeo gently touched her face, his eyes full of affection, “I never thought you'd have such a shy side. It's too cute. You're so generous.” Either she gave no gifts at all, or she gave a whole load of them.

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“This is my first tgiving gifts. If there are things you don’t like, you don’t have to force yourself to keep them.” “Even if you gavea leaf, it would be the best gift in the world to me. It's just,” Romeo looked down at the bag in his hands, somewhat reluctant to let go. Arabella looked up at him, “What?” “I really want to keep these things.” These were all gifts that Arabella had personally chosen for him, and swere even handcrafted by her. He really didn’t want to use them.

Arabella saw the reluctance in his eyes, “If you like, | can give you more in the future, especially the clothes. If you want them today, | can send them to you tomorrow. If you want to keep them, | can design a few more sets for you to keep.” Romeo chuckled at her words, and gently touched her face, “I don’t want you to work so hard. When did you prepare all this?” When she was with him, she didn’t have tto do anything.

She must have taken a lot of toff to surprise him.

And he was clueless, often sending her hlate.

She must not have had enough rest during this time.

Thinking about this, he felt a pang of guilt.

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Arabella understood what he was thinking and casually said, “I didn’t spend much time. My mom wants to invite my uncle’s family to dinner tomorrow. You should come.” Although Romeo had received a call from Louisa the night before asking him to reserve the largest private room, he was still thrilled to hear Arabella’s invitation, “I'll pick you up tomorrow night.” “No need, I'll take our car.” “Then I'll call you when | get to the restaurant.” “Alright.” Romeo opened the car door for her. Today they were going to see the flowers in the largest flower sea in the neighboring city.

“It's a bit of a long drive, you can rest a bit.” “I'm fine, I'm not tired.” Arabella took out her phone to handle swork.

Romeo covered her screen as he waited for the traffic light, his tone gentle, “Looking at your phone in the car is bad for your eyes.” “You're quite the busybody.” “That's because | care about you.” Romeo smiled, “In this life, only you can bossaround. | wouldnt dare to boss you around.” He knew his place in the family was always last, Bella was definitely first.

“So you feel quite wronged.” “I do feel a bit wronged.” Romeo looked at her with a smile, “But if my fiancee could care aboutmore, and pay more attention to me, then this feeling of being wronged would turn into happiness.” Arabella put down her phone and pressed the music player in the car. Beautiful music immediately filled the car.

“Did you write a song for David?”