The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 595

Sitting in the front row, Carl could hear their kissing sound loud and clear. At this moment, there was no pain, torture, but a sense of satisfaction.

Mr. McMillian had been waiting for this sentence.

Why did he feel like crying.

"Okay, let go of me."

Romeo kissed for quite a while before stopping, looking at her affectionately. "I like you too, really like, very much."

He liked her so much that he just wanted to give her everything he had to make her happy.

He liked her so much that he wanted to spend 24 hours a day with her, every moment with her by his side.

He liked her so much that every expression of hers and every word she said was deeply imprinted in his heart.

He liked her so much that he wouldn't let her praise anyone else.

He liked her so much that he couldn't control himself, as if he had turned into another person.

"Mr. McMillian. Since Ms. Bella has already said she likes you, can someone else go to Antarctica." Carl said inappropriately.

Romeo's face cooled down again. "Focus on driving."

He's not asking him to stop the car. What was he still hoping for?

Carl drove in silence, thinking. It's Ms. Bella who's skilled, a simple confession could control Mr. McMillian's mood.

Let Mr. McMillian's enemies be jealous. they schemed so much and used so many means, but none were as effective as Ms. Bella's single sentence.

He would talk to Ms. Bella about the Antarctica issue later; he absolutely couldn't go, or he would suffer greatly.

"Are you getting used to college life these days? Has anyone bullied you?" Romeo asked, stroking Arabella's face. "If you're wronged, you must tell me right away."