Chapter 279


    Romeo’s car pulled up at the vi by theke.


    He looked up and saw that the lights in Arabe’s room were still on, so he got out of his car, pulled out


    his phone, and dialed her number. “Arabe, are you still up?”


    “Yep.” Arabe had just finished showering and was drying her hair with a towel. “Are you all done with


    your stuff?”


    “Yeah, I was nning toe see you straight off the ne.”


    But on the way, he heard about her injury and its connection with the Cooper family. He had to deal


    with some stuff, causing a dy. “Can youe to the window and see me?”


    At this hour, he couldn’t just barge in, and it was sweltering outside. He didn’t want her to leave the AC


    toe out to the steamy balcony.


    So he could only catch a glimpse of her from afar.


    Arabe went to the window and saw Romeo standing by his car, looking up in her direction.


    Even though she couldn’t make out his facial expression, she could feel the tenderness and affection in


    his voice..


    “Have you been eating on time while I was away?”


    “Yep,” Arabe answered, continuing to dry her hair.


    “Be careful; your hand is injured.”


    Arabe was startled. “How did you know?”


    “I watched yourpetition video.” Romeo replied. “I didn’t know your hand could not only save lives


    but also y the piano and even make such beautiful clothes.”


    “Do they really look good?” Arabe asked. She didn’t think the alterations she made at thepetition


    were all that important.


    But since Romeo said they were nice, she agreed, saying, “Then when my hand’s better, I’ll make


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    more for you.”


    Romeo was pleasantly surprised. “Really? Then wait till you’re healed, and you can make some for


    me.”


    He could tell that Arabe’s design talent definitely surpassed Molly’s:


    It was just that during thepetition, she kept a low profile, Jetting Molly take the spotlight.


    “If anyone ever bullies you, make sure you tell me.”


    “Okay.”


    “I brought somete–night snacks. Have them and get some rest.” Romeo looked at Arabe through


    the window, saying gently, “Find someone who’s still awake to collect them. I won’t ring the bell.”


    That way, he wouldn’t disturb anyone’s rest.


    “Don’te down.” Romeo added, “Your hand is injured; you shouldn’t carry heavy things.”


    After Arabe agreed, she instructed Edith.


    Edith hadn’t expected Romeo to bring so manyte–night snacks. She had her hands full and, with a


    smile, asked him, “Romeo, aren’t youing in for a bit?”


    Edith guessed his concerns: “It’ste, you don’t want to disturb Mr. and Mrs. Collins, do you?”


    Romeo’s gaze softened. “Edith, there are some medicines in this bag. Arabe’s hand is injured; she


    might need your help to apply itter.”


    “Arabe’s hand is injured?” Edith suddenly remembered–no wonder Arabe was using her left hand


    to eat dinner tonight!


    Everyone in the household knew that Ms. Be was ambidextrous. So, when she used her left hand to


    hold cutlery, nobody thought anything of it.


    But how did Mr. McMin find out?


    “Rest assured, I will definitely apply the medicine to Ms. Beter.”


    “Sorry for the trouble.”