My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth) novel Chapter 461

Chapter 461

He reached out and held her in his arms, his handsome face buried in her long hair. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his neck as she bit him.

He felt hurt and ticklish as if her bite had tinged his bones. He murmured something under his breath - "Bella."

Kenneth suddenly opened his eyes.

He was awake.

Where was he?

Kenneth sat up and surveyed the surroundings. It seemed like a secluded village far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It was quiet and peaceful, with the cheerful chirping of birds filling his ears. The sparkling morning light streamed through the window, and the faint yellow and warm molecules in the air were so beautiful.

Was this a dream?

A dream of paradise?

Kenneth exited the bed and saw a pair of navy blue slippers by the bedside. He put them on, and surprisingly they fit perfectly. He pushed open the door and walked outside.

It was a large garden outside, filled with various green vegetables and fresh fruits. The milky white walls were covered with lush green leaves, and the garden was adorned with large, beautiful flowers. Everything was so unrealistically beautiful.

Where was this?

Kenneth took a few steps forward but quickly stopped in his tracks. In the orchard ahead, he saw a slender figure - Arabella.

Today, the girl had her hair down, cascading to her slender waist as she squatted down. She wore a pale yellow short cardigan and white wide-leg pants, giving off a sweet and gentle homely vibe, like a delicate peony.

Next to her was a basket, and she held a pair of scissors, cutting off little saint fruit and plump cherries. She carefully placed them in the basket.

"In the countryside. This is where I grew up."

Kenneth's pupils contracted. "How did we get here? Didn't you go to Faykarta?"

Arabella took two steps closer to him, tilting her head to meet his gaze. "Of course I'm going to Faykarta. But before I left, I suddenly remembered that you still owe me something. You have to give it to me."

"What is it?"

Stars twinkled in Arabella's slender eyes as she smiled at him. "A honeymoon trip. After we got married, you never took me on a honeymoon. Mr. Lucero, let's have a five-day honeymoon trip."

He had been in a deep sleep for two days, and there were only five days left.

She wanted to go on a honeymoon trip with him.