My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth)

Chapter 68



Chapter 68

Bryson Hooper watched the scene of two women fighting, "Mrs. Lucero is not only savage. She's

simply feisty. Mr. Lucero, you have to be careful!"

Bryson Hooper quickly stepped forward and covered Sadie Heath with a woolen blanket.

Sadie Heath felt like a transient and embarrassed. When she saw Kenneth Lucero, the tears of

humiliation came down, "Ken, this maid hit me!"

Kenneth Lucero put a hand in the trouser's pocket. As the protagonist of two women vying for a

husband, he was late. A handsome face which was calm and unwavering. His eyes fell on Arabella

Snyder's face, "What's going on?"

He looked like the head of the household, but Arabella Snyder had no self-consciousness to admit her

mistakes. She bravely and provocatively met his gaze, "She's the one who hit me first."

"Then why was the injury on her?"

Arabella Snyder pursed her lips and sneered a little, "Who told her that she couldn't beat me."

Sadie Heath almost fainted from anger, "Why you... You..."

Kenneth Lucero raised his handsome eyebrows and said to Arabella Snyder, "Come to my study

room."

Arabella Snyder moved her feet and followed him. That's just who she was looking for.

...

In the study room.

Kenneth Lucero stood tall and straight in front of the desk, "Are you looking for me?"

Arabella Snyder nodded, "Yeah, I'm looking for you."

"What is it?"

"That Sadie Heath just now requested me to buy condoms. I've been meaning to ask of you. What size

do you use for the condom?"

Kenneth Lucero's handsome eyebrows that were knitted together for a while quickly relaxed. He

reached out and grabbed the girl's slender waist and hugged her onto his desk.

With two big hands on her side, he lowered his structured waist and looked at her. His lips curved in an

arc line, "What size do you think I'm using?"

Arabella Snyder frowned, "Not again. Kenneth Lucero, why do you always flirt with me?"

"How did I flirt with you?"

"Don't you have any idea in your heart for what you did? You hugged me, kissed me, slept with me and

took off my veil. Even as far as to let me... touch your waist. And now you've even done it with a box of

condoms to flirt with me!"

Arabella Snyder felt that she had a lot to say, so she expressed it all out now, "You don't take

responsibility after flirting with me, then turn around and go out with another woman. Kenneth Lucero,

let me tell you. I'm not easy to be bullied. You must apologise to me now. Although I won't forgive you

and I've made up my mind, I'll move out tomorrow!"

Arabella Snyder really made up her mind. She wanted to move out. Although moving out of Floweret

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Kenneth Lucero watched her fair eyes slowly turn red, but she stubbornly did not let the tears fall.

She still stood up to him with her slender back with an aura that was unwilling to lose a point. Kenneth

Lucero felt that right now she was... really pitiful.

"I was taking a shower in the hotel room on a business trip that day, but I didn't know that Sadie Heath

came in and answered my phone without my permission. Cole York can testify about this."

"I knew you were jealous, so I deliberately gave Sadie Heath a chance and took her home and let her

have the opportunity to provoke you. But nothing happened between me and her."

What?

Arabella Snyder's pupils contracted and she stared at him blankly.

She didn't understand what he was talking about.

Kenneth Lucero looked at her appearance that was really pitiful and silly. Like a feather, causing him to

feel his heart soften, "Bella, I don't like that Sadie Heath. And I don't want other women. I'm flirting with

you because I like you. I may not have much experience in flirting for the first time. I swear that I,

Kenneth Lucero, have never done anything like holding a box of condoms to flirt with someone before."


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