"The moonlight is truly beautiful. Just talking to her lifts my spirits. Suddenly, Arabella's gaze froze. She saw a tall and elegant figure approaching from a distance. The man was unusually tall, gracefully shaped, with light and charming strides. Even from this distance, Arabella instantly recognized him—it was Reginald. She wondered, wasn't he the one who just took Chloe to the hospital? How did he return so quickly? Noticing her unusual reaction, Cosmo Harrington asked, "Your cousin is here." Arabella paused and weakly murmured in response. As Reginald approached, Cosmo politely extended his right hand, "I assume you're Arabella's cousin. Nice to meet you, cousin. I'm her colleague, Cosmo Harrington." Reginald glanced at Arabella, his gaze icy. "I'm your cousin?" Looking up at him, Arabella's expression remained calm. "Yes, cousin." In her clear eyes, there was evident stubbornness. Someone accustomed to gentleness quietly rebelled. Reginald had initially intended to sc
Arabella spoke earnestly, "You helped my grandmother find a kidney donor, saved her life. You bought a house for our family, lifting us out of poverty. I am truly grateful; my grandfather instilled in me the importance of repaying kindness."Reynald listened expressionlessly until the last word. Lazily lifting his eyelids, he asked without much emotion, "Do you feel gratitude only toward me?"Arabella fell into silence.In the past, if he had asked such a question, she would have answered without hesitation – gratitude, along with the accumulated emotions over the years.But now, with him proposing a divorce and getting close to Chloe, holding onto any resentment would only make her seem cheap.She gently bit her lip, making no sound.The elevator doors opened.They stepped out.Arabella took out her keys to unlock the door.Reynald silently watched as she changed her shoes.When she stood up straight, he suddenly leaned against the wall, pulling her into his embrace. He looked down a
Alarabella said earnestly, "You helped me find a kidney donor for my grandmother, saving her life. You bought a house for our family, lifting us out of poverty. I'm incredibly grateful, my grandfather always taught me the importance of repaying kindness."Reginald listened impassively until the last word. He lazily raised his eyelids without much emotion and asked, "Are you only grateful to me?"Alarabella fell silent.Once, if he had asked that, she would have answered without hesitation—beyond gratitude, there were feelings built over time.But now, he had asked for a divorce, and he was getting close to Chloe. Holding onto any resentment would only make her seem cheap.She lightly pressed her lips together, making no sound.The elevator doors opened.They stepped out.Alarabella took out the keys to open the door.They entered.Reginald silently watched her change her shoes.As she stood up straight, he suddenly leaned against the wall, pulling her into an embrace, looking down at
"The money is for your medical expenses. I have urgent matters to attend to. Can we connect later?"Arabella was in too much pain to speak.Everything before her turned pitch black, and she could see nothing.Her eyes—she had worked diligently every day, dedicating nearly two decades, inheriting all the skills from her grandfather. Since childhood, she had considered her eyes more important than life itself.And now, they were ruined.Shivering all over, her face pale, she was in immense pain and profound despair.By the time the restaurant owner heard the commotion and approached, the person who had harmed Arabella had long disappeared.The owner drove her to the hospital.During the treatment and X-ray examination, Reginald arrived.Dressed in a high-end tailored suit with a tie, having adjourned a third of the meeting upon receiving a call about Arabella's injured eyes, he hastily came over.Assisted by the restaurant owner, Arabella stumbled out of the examination room.Frail and
Cosmo focused on studying her face. "Your eyes look fine. Tomorrow your vision will be restored." He made a call to the nurse to bring medication.Soon, the nurse arrived with eye drops and cotton swabs. Cosmo dripped the eye drops into Arabella's eyes and administered an intravenous drip.The eye drops could greatly alleviate the pain. After Cosmo finished, he gently patted Arabella's arm."It's getting late; you should rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."Reginald stood up. "I'll escort you out."The two exited the room, and Reginald closed the door. He glanced at Cosmo. "Arabella doesn't like your type; I advise you not to pursue her feelings."Cosmo's face changed slightly, revealing a smug smile. "What type of person does Arabella like?"Reginald couldn't imagine Robert's appearance and couldn't identify his "type." So he said, "She likes my type."Cosmo's smile deepened. "Too bad you're her cousin."Reginald's eyes filled with coldness. "I am her..."Ding ding ding, Cosmo's pho
Raynald gently acknowledged and then walked to the bedside. He leaned slightly towards Chloe and softly called her name. Staring blankly ahead, Chloe slowly turned her head upon hearing Raynald's voice. Upon seeing his face, she burst into tears. Raynald sat down by the bedside and gently patted her arm. "Chloe, you must be strong now." Tears streamed down Chloe's face. In pain, she cried out, "My hand... Raynald... my hand is ruined!" Raynald tried to reassure her, "You're young, and you can recover." "I can't recover! The bones are shattered, pieced together bit by bit. My life is over!" Chloe cried in despair, her heart seemingly torn apart. Watching Chloe sobbing pitifully, Raynald couldn't help but recall the heartbreaking expression on Arabella's face when her fingers were broken. He gently wiped away Chloe's tears with a tissue. "Don't cry now; try to stay positive." "I can't be positive! Ah..." Chloe's wails continued. Raynald wasn't sure how long he had been trying t
Arabella pursed her lips slightly and looked at Eva, gesturing for her to explain.Eva quickly recalled, "Madam was quietly sitting and reading, and Mrs. Jones suddenly barged in, cursing at her and wanting to hit her. I intervened at the beginning, but she kept hurling the most vicious insults at Madam—even me. I couldn't stand it anymore, but Miss Arabella patiently listened calmly for quite a while before finally erupting."Reginald's expression instantly chilled. He commanded Olivia, "Apologize to Arabella."Olivia was greatly surprised, thinking she must have misheard. "Reginald, I'm the one who's been hurt. If anyone should apologize, it should be her. Look at the force with which she hit me! She must have also sent someone to break Chloe's hand!"Reginald's expression became serious. "Your extreme pain for Chloe is understandable. But without evidence, you can't casually accuse Arabella. Physical harm is harm, but so is emotional harm. You insulted Arabella, so you must apologi
Arabella took out her phone and called Cosmo. "Mr. Cosmo, do you know Chloe?" After a brief pause, Cosmo replied, "I seem to have heard that name somewhere. What's going on?" "Someone smashed her hand with a sledgehammer last night." "Oh," Cosmo exclaimed, "Do you want me to help her find a doctor?" "No need, it's already taken care of." Arabella ended the call. It was evident that Cosmo was not involved. Arabella looked at the photo again, racking her brains. Since marrying Reginald, she had been living a secluded life, introverted and reserved. Her social circle was indeed limited, let alone having close male friends. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't identify the figure in the photo. Outside, Reginald smoked half a pack of cigarettes to calm his emotions. Entering the room, he found Arabella anxiously sitting on the bed, still holding the photo, her brow deeply furrowed. He paused for a moment, sat down, and gently smoothed her wrinkled forehead. His focused gaze