The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1304

The hospital room was quiet except for Arabella and Gordon, the only two remaining in the soft hum of the sterile space.

Gordon stole a glance at the girl's striking profile, his heart hammering in his chest. He quickly averted his gaze, his voice laced with nervousness, "Ms. Bella, I'm here if you need anything. You can rest after you're done with the report."

"I'm not tired."

"Should I get you a glass of water?"

"I'm not thirsty." Arabella flipped to the third page of the report, her eyelids never lifting.

"Maybe I can have some food brought in."

"No need." Arabella's voice was drawling, "Gordon, if you're really that bored, just play some games on your phone, but keep it down, will you?"

Gordon's cheeks flushed a shade of red as he nodded and complied.

He wondered how the situation was faring on Mr. Griffith's end.

Unable to resist, he took another peek at Arabella. Even in the dim light, her beauty was captivating.

Time seemed to slow until Arabella eventually drifted off to sleep. Gordon fetched a spare blanket, intending to cover her gently, but even the slightest rustle reached Arabella's ears, prompting her to instinctively lash out in self-defense.

"Ms. Bella, it's chilly. I didn't want you to catch cold." Gordon stammered, after receiving an unintended slap.

Upon seeing the blanket in his hands, Arabella murmured an apology.

So close to her, Gordon could see the porcelain smoothness of her skin and her long lashes. His heartbeat was thunderous, and realizing his own awkwardness, he quickly said, "It's alright, I'll wait outside."

After handing her the blanket, he hurried onto the balcony.

The next morning dawned.