The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1898

So many dinner parties necessitate a couple's waltz.

She couldn't dance, was she supposed to just stand there and watch her date invite another girl to

dance right in front of her?

If she couldn't even dance, couldn't even play the piano, what good was she?

In high society, she was nothing short of a pariah!

Was this some cosmic joke, to take back everything she learned from the Collins family?

Martin held her close, allowing her to vent her frustrations in his embrace.

"Why, why must this happen to me." Serena sobbed uncontrollably, "Why?"

Her tears flowed like rivers, her sorrow seemingly endless, "Why does Arabella, after all the hardships,

still come back so beautiful, so glorified to that home, with so many skills to her name, while I, after my

struggles, am left with nothing but the aftermath?"

Why had fate stripped her of her prized beauty and status?

Why was she rendered unable to walk unaided, to relearn how to use utensils for eating?

Why?

It felt like she was cast into the deepest circle of hell, experiencing pain beyond comprehension!

Was it just because she was jealous of Arabella, because she had once tried to trip her up, that she

deserved such divine retribution?

Compared to her, Arabella's past sufferings seemed trivial!

At least Arabella was taken in by the Murphy family, who provided a decent life, neither lavish nor

lacking, and Granny Grace had connections that allowed her to learn so much.

And her. now that she was so destitute, the heavens still decided to take away the very basics of her

existence!!

"Why must this happen to me." Serena cried as if her heart was being torn apart.

She had lost everything, yet instead of receiving sympathy from above, it seemed as if the universe

itself wanted to crush her all the more.

God was too biased!

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"So you're telling me my knees will scar, and what will I do every summer? How will I wear skirts and

shorts?" Serena wept anew.

Meanwhile.

David came home to the family portrait hanging on the wall and smiled, "This picture is perfect right

here, first thing you see when you walk in."

In the living room, his brothers were eagerly trying to get a photo with Bella.

Seeing such a lively scene, and spotting his dear sister, David's smile grew even wider.

"Bella, I'm back," David teased, waving something in his hand, "Guess what tasty treat I have brought

for you?"

"Late at night, and you're bringing your sister barbecue?" Hans frowned slightly.

"It's all fresh off the grill. I rushed the driver to hurry over just so my sister could have a bite while it's

still hot." David placed several bags on the coffee table, and the servants promptly began setting out

the dozens of grilled delights.

Chasel's brow also furrowed, "Tomorrow's New Year, and the day after is Bella's homecoming banquet,

you're feeding her this, what if she gets a breakout?"

"Bella's skin isn't prone to blemishes. Besides, even if she did get a spot, she'd still be my most

beautiful, most angelic sister, incomparable to anyone else!" David added, then pinched Bella's soft

cheek affectionately, "Plus, my sister's a doctor, she knows all the tricks to keep the skin clear, right?"

Arabella smiled warmly, looking back at David.