Chapter 383
Chapter 383
Kenneth pushed open the bedroom door and went in. Then he saw a faint yellow desk lamp inside still
on and a delicate figure curling up in the soft big bed. Arabella was already asleep.
Kenneth went over, stooped, and crouched on one knee by the bed. He then extended his slender
fingers to caress her small face.
Her small face was clean and soft, and her skin was as smooth as silk.
He leaned over her, and his thin lips fell on her forehead.
He saw the calls she had made, but he did not answer them, knowing that if he did, he would rush
home to her at once.
In front of her, he had no self-control at all.
"Bella, I am really angry today because I don't want you to know about my dark and unbearable past.
As your husband, I hope I can always be relied on and looked up to by you."
His low and hoarse voice touched Arabella's delicate skin, and he whispered, "Bella, I know I'm sick. If I
cannot be cured, will you leave me? This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
"You always say that the foundation of marriage is trust, but unfortunately, in my past life, no one taught
me what trust is. Everything I wanted always slipped through my fingers like sand, and in the end, there
was nothing left. Human beings are the ficklest, and now you are still very young, only 20 years old. In
the future, you will meet more wonderful men in your life who may do better than I did. When that day
comes, will you still be willing to stay with me, who is sick?"
Arabella, however, was already asleep and could give him no response.
...
The next morning, when Arabella opened her eyes, she did not see Kenneth. She quickly washed up
and went to the CMI. Mina was all right, but she had not yet woken up. After checking on Mina,
Arabella went to get her blood test report.
The report was out, and she had guessed correctly. Mandala's toxicity was extreme, and the last test
had diluted one-third of her precious blood.
Helena had gone away ten years ago, and before that, she had spent nine years in the cultivation of
Arabella's precious blood, the best love she had left for her daughter.
Helena's medical skill was truly unsurpassed. Ordinary people who encountered a drop of Mandala's
poison would die on the spot, while Arabella carried it through, leaving two-thirds of her precious blood.
Arabella knew that the second toxicity test was rather dangerous, for her blood was no longer 100%
invincible against Mandala's poison, and Tyrone's warning was still in her ears.
However, she calmly put away the report. She then booked a room at a hotel for a second toxicity test.
At the last toxicity test, Tyrone barged in and even got into an argument with Kenneth. This time, she
didn't want anyone to disturb her.
...
After Arabella's departure, a copy of her blood test report was sent to Tyrone.
His subordinate, Alan, handed him the copy and said, "Mr. Tyrone, this is what you want."
Tyrone glanced at the report, and his gaze froze. He thought, "Last time I already guessed that
Arabella's blood was special. Otherwise, a drop of Mandala's poison would have definitely killed her. It
turns out that her blood is so precious."
With that in mind, he asked, "Where has she gone?"
Alan sent the location on his phone to Tyrone. "Ms. Snyder has just booked a room in this hotel."
Hearing that, Tyrone thought with anger, "She must have gone to test the toxicity of Mandala again!"
The next moment, he got up with the car key and drove straight out.