Chapter 612


    “So, the dosage has been reduced from 1 gram to 0.8 grams now.” Arabe guessed her expectation


    and gently said, “The frequency remains the same, and the taste is still a bit bitter. There won’t be


    ntuch change.”


    “Alright, you’re so considerate, Be.” Under Phillip’s care, Shirley finished the medicine in the bowl.


    Then Brodie took the bowl away, and after a while, he brought another one.


    “Phillip, this one’s for you.”


    It was the medicine Arabe had previously prescribed for Phillip. It’s good for the heart, once a week.


    The moment Phillip smelled it, he frowned, but Arabe was still here, so he plucked up the courage


    and said, “Be’s meds just smell different. The taste is rich, and it’s so delicious! It’s really a treat,


    hahaha!”


    Arabe watched him finish it in one go, sympathy welling up at the bitterness in his eyes.


    Beside them, Romeo smirked, “Delicious? I’ll have Be make more for you to strengthen your body.”


    Phillip: Thank you very much!


    “It’s gettingte; take Be home to rest.” Phillip was afraid Be might actually give him more meds


    then that would be the end of him.


    Arabe knew Phillip wanted them to leave and have their own time, so she smiled and said, “Well,


    grandma and grandpa, we’ll be heading off now. We’ll visit again when we have time.”


    Romeo’s eyes shifted, and his aura softened. She said “We“. C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    Since when did she include him in her ns, saying “we” more and more often?


    “Be means we’ll visit again next time.” Romeo emphasized the word “we” and reminded Phillip,


    “Don’t pour the medicine away.”


    “Don’t badmouth me in front of Be! I’ve never poured away any of Be’s medicine.”


    “Really?” Romeo retorted, “That nt looks like it was scorched to death.”


    Phillip followed his gaze to the one–meter nt between the living room and the courtyard and


    stuttered, “That time I didn’t hold the bowl well, it spilled identally.”


    Admitted it??


    “It’s all Brodie’s fault! The medicine he gave me was too hot, so I identally let go. Brodie, it’s your


    fault! Be careful next time.”


    Brodie: I’ve put up with too much over the years.


    “Really, Be, your medicine is so precious so how could I pour it away? Every time I finish it, I want


    more!”


    Romeo and Brodie were at a loss for words.


    Arabe tried not tough. “It’s fine, as long as you didn’t scald yourself.”


    “See, Be cares about me!”


    Romeo just set traps! Phew!! Let’s go quickly!


    “We’re heading off.” Romeo took Arabe’s hand, his gaze softening as itnded on her.


    After saying goodbye to grandma and grandpa, Arabe got in the car, and after a while, Romeo got in


    too.


    He took her hand, walking and talking, and said, “Mr. Eugene is always so proud. For him to invite you


    to y chess and look forward to your arrival, you must be really good at it, right?”


    “It’s okay.”


    “So you won against Mr. Eugene, and he lost his cherished possession to you, which you gave to


    grandma!”


    “How did you know?” Arabe looked up, seeming surprised.


    Romeo realized he had underestimated her. He didn’t expect her to be so good at chess.


    “Is there anything you can’t do?” As soon as Romeo finished speaking, he leaned in close, teasing, “I


    know.”


    Arabe: “What?”


    Romeo looked at her lips, the breath of his words lightly falling on her lips: “You can’t kiss.”


    Romeo’s lips gently touched hers. “Like this, have you learned it?”


    Arabe lifted her eyelids and yfully asked, “You’re not even good at it yourself, and you have the


    nerve to teach me?”


    “That’s because I haven’t had the chance to practice. Let’s see if you’ll give me the chance.”


    Arabe: “What do you mean?”


    Was he ming her for not giving him more opportunities to practice kissing?