The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1891

Ever since Arabella came back home, every family holiday turned into a photo shoot. Thanksgiving,

Christmas, and now it was clear that New Year would be no different.

"Bella is just so smart." Kenneth said with a twinkling smile. "Now that Bella has caught on to the

pattern, I might as well spill the beans. Indeed, we've got a photo crew coming over tomorrow. We'll all

dress up in matching family outfits and take pictures without any fuss."

"This means I'll get more snapshots with Bella," Clark boasted to Sean.

Sean couldn't swallow his pride, but then he heard his sister ask, "Sean, didn't you say on the way All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

home you wanted to take some selfies with me?"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Sean, thrilled that his sister was saving face for him, eagerly pulled out his

phone, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and snap, snap, snapped away.

Clark couldn't help but tease, "Can't you ever stop? Taking so many shots in the same pose, aren't you

tired? Bella must be exhausted!"

"You have no clue. It's about different angles!" Sean retorted, then posed for the phone again. "Come

on, Bella, give us a smile."

Arabella lit up with a grin, and Sean tapped the screen multiple times, capturing several more images.

"That's hideous, what's there to photograph?" Clark complained when he saw Sean baring his teeth in

the shots.

"Mind if I join?" Chasel pushed his way in, standing on Arabella's other side, eager to get in the frame.

"Who wants to take a picture with you? Move over, you're blocking the shot of me and Bella."

Everyone around couldn't help but laugh.

At For·ena Villa.

When Serena woke again, her lifeless eyes betrayed no emotion, as if her spirit was crushed by the

world.

"Serena, you're awake? Thank goodness." Dora quickly fished out her phone to call Martin.

The attending doctor stepped forward to examine Serena, ensuring there were no complications before

heaving a sigh of relief.

Martin, who was in the middle of a shower when he heard Serena had awakened, threw on a robe and

rushed over.

Serena noticed his hair was still damp, and his skin looked soft and clean from the steam.

Truth be told, Martin looked handsome from this angle.

"Serena? You're finally awake." Martin was elated. "Are you thirsty? Hungry? Want something to eat?

The doctor said you could have some broth now that you're awake, right Doctor?"

He turned to the doctor with his question.

The doctor, momentarily enchanted by Martin's dashing appearance, snapped back to reality and

replied, "Yes. Serena can start with some broth. She should eat light, in small amounts, and frequently.

She can't fill up all at once."

After all, it had been days since she had eaten.

"Shall I have someone bring up some broth?" Martin asked softly, looking at the woman in the bed.

"Mhm," Serena nodded, causing Martin's face to light up - she finally wanted to eat.

It was a positive sign.

If her mood continued to be low, it would only worsen her condition.

"I'll go get it," Dora chimed in joyfully. "Just a moment, Serena, I'll be right back."

"You can go now," Martin said to the doctor.

Though the doctor seemed reluctant to leave, she bowed and exited at Martin's request.

Dora quickly returned with a bowl of broth.

"Let me do it," Martin said, taking the bowl to feed her.