My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 390

After finishing his words, Kenneth walked away.

Did he leave?

He left.

Arabella heard his gradually fading footsteps. He left, leaving Floweret Garden at such a late hour, and

never came back.

Arabella closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she still couldn't see anything. She had

started to lose her eyesight. The second dose of the poison left traces of the Mandala flower toxin in

her blood.

Arabella reached out with her small hand, fumbling until she found a silver needle. She inserted the

silver needle into her acupoints, trying to force the Mandala flower toxin out of her body.

But it was futile. The flower toxin was highly potent, and with her current level of acupuncture skill, she

couldn't heal herself.

The silver needle fell onto the carpet, and Arabella curled up by the edge of the bed. She extended her

two small hands to embrace her knees, staring blankly ahead with unfocused eyes.

She still couldn't believe that Mr. Lucero would divorce her. She wouldn't let that happen.

However, this round of poisoning tests was disastrous. She couldn't unlock the final equation and save

Mr. Lucero. Now the toxins had invaded her bloodstream, causing her to lose her eyesight indirectly.

Arabella had a pair of extremely beautiful and clear eyes, but now everything was dark and she

couldn't see anything.

If she was blind, how would she hold needles in the future?

How would she treat illnesses and save people?

Arabella felt cold. She was wearing only a thin nightgown. She reached out her slender arm and held

herself tightly, hoping to give herself a little warmth.

She missed Mr. Lucero's warm and broad embrace so much. In this lonely and helpless moment, she

truly missed him and wished he could be by her side.

With her head lowered, Arabella buried her pale little face deep into her knees. Her long eyelashes

trembled, and tears fell in large drops.

…

In the luxurious private room of One Night, Kenneth sat on the sofa, holding a bottle of liquor and

pouring it into his mouth. There were many empty bottles on the coffee table in front of him.

Randall walked in. "Damn, Ken, what's gotten into you? Why are you drinking so much?"

Kenneth glanced at Randall and said with weary and hoarse laughter. "I'm getting a divorce. I'm ready

to be single again."

"Really? Ken, the whole Hardgrad knows you've been spoiling that substitute bride like crazy. Why did

you suddenly change your mind and want to divorce her?"

Randall sat down, "But Ken, your marriage doesn't count in your father's eyes. The woman your father

wants you to marry is Kara Coffey, the heiress of the Coffey family, the richest family. Kara has been

waiting for you. Once you're done playing around in Hardgrad, you're supposed to return to Faykarta,

inherit your family's business empire, and marry Kara. Don't take your relationship with Arabella too

seriously; it's just a kill-time.”

Kenneth didn't show any expression, just sneered. He didn't want anyone.

"Ken, it's no fun drinking alone. We have a few gorgeous women here at One Night. I'll call them over

to keep you company."

Kenneth glanced at Randall, "Go away!"

Randall was left speechless.

Randall thought Kenneth was quite peculiar. Most people would ask beautiful women to accompany

them when they drank at a bar, but Kenneth behaved as if these women would taint him in some way. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

No matter how beautiful they were, they couldn't earn his money.

But Randall didn't dare to mess with Kenneth. He quickly left the room.

Kenneth drank a few more bottles of wine. The alcohol hit him hard, and a hint of intoxication appeared

in his deep and narrow eyes. He was a little drunk.