The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 1802

"We can see the ocean."

Arabella's gaze fell towards the window, the midday winter sun casting its rays upon the sea, making it appear even bluer than the

sky.

Romeo found her at this moment, her eyes clear and bright, as if she were another facet of the sea itself, breathtakingly beautiful.

How wonderful it would be if tcould stand still at this moment? He could quietly admire her lovely face, stay with her in this

blissful instant.

Suddenly, a violinist in the distance struck up a majestic opening, his high-pitched notes shattering the silence and beauty.

Arabella saw the violinist approaching while playing and, perhaps not expecting such a performance arranged by Sean, she flashed

Romeo a smile, her grin as bright and warm as the sunlight on the water.

"The violinist's timing couldn't have been better, appearing just when they ran out of things to say." Steward couldn't help but

praise, "Ms. Collins didn't know this was your arrangement, yet she smiled at Mr. McMillian, showing she's quite pleased with this

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part."

Sean watched them, feeling a tinge of envy. Oh, how he wished his sister would smile at him like that. His past impression on his

sister had been too awful. If only he could have a chance to meet her all over again.

"This piece Sean picked out sounds quite unique," Romeo chuckled, looking at Arabella.

One would expect a romantic, soft tune for a couple's date, but this piece was grand and powerful, like a thundering charge of a

thousand horses.

While Arabella listened, Romeo sneakily used his phone to capture her features. After the performance, Arabella nodded in thanks

to the violinist, who bowed gracefully and retreated.

Romeo flipped through the photos on his phone. Each one could be a wallpaper, utterly flawless. Whether it was the girl's face, the

lighting, or the setting, everything was just too perfect.

Sean, sitting in a corner with a scowl, grumbled, "What's Romeo doing? On such a romantic date and he's playing with his phone?

Is that more interesting than my sister?"

Steward also glanced over. Romeo was indeed looking at his phone, and Ms. Collins, seemingly with nothing to do, sipped her

lemonade and took out her phone to browse.

"Could it be they have nothing to talk about? Being their first date, not knowing what to say, both seem a bit reserved?" Steward

speculated.

"He's really not setting the mood."

Leaving his sister hanging like that was a bit much!

Romeo sent the photos he had just taken to Arabella for her to save, and then said, "I've set the first photo as the chat

background."

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"The second one is actually better," Arabella opined.

"I'm using the second for my lock screen wallpaper, the third my phone wallpaper, and I'm thinking of combining the rest into a

desktop wallpaper. That way, | can see you every t| turn it on."

Sean and Steward, unable to bear it, watched them intermittently chat and browse their phones.

"What on earth is Romeo doing? Chatting with a girl and he doesn't even look her in the eyes?" Sean felt like storming over to bang

on the table and demand whether Romeo knew how to date at all!

"Sean, calm down. Maybe Mr. McMillian is at a loss for words, looking up topics online, chatting while he searches?"

"Is he that clueless? A grown man and he can't chat?"

Steward wanted to say, “Sean, you're not great at chatting either, often leaving people speechless,” but he dared not voice it, only

silently thinking to himself.