The door opened, and a person walked in. Oval-faced, with delicate and beautiful features, she was dressed in a white off-shoulder lace blouse, tucked into a tight pencil skirt, adorned with a full set of Cartier jewelry. She had her arms draped in a Chanel coat and held an Hermès handbag.It was Chloe.Upon seeing her, Reginard's expression cooled slightly. "What are you doing here?"Chloe swayed her slender waist, elegantly walking behind Reginard. She draped her arm over the back of his chair, leaned down, and her red lips almost brushed against his earlobe. "I heard Reggie was dining here, so I thought I'd come by to say hello."Reginard rubbed his ear as her warm breath made it itch. He turned his head slightly, avoiding the sensation. Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, he said casually, "Take a seat.""Thank you, dear Reginard." Chloe pulled out a chair and sat down, draping her coat over the backrest.The waiter quickly brought her a set of utensils.Reginard slid the

"The moonlight is truly beautiful. Just talking to her lifts my spirits. Suddenly, Arabella's gaze froze. She saw a tall and elegant figure approaching from a distance. The man was unusually tall, gracefully shaped, with light and charming strides. Even from this distance, Arabella instantly recognized him—it was Reginald. She wondered, wasn't he the one who just took Chloe to the hospital? How did he return so quickly? Noticing her unusual reaction, Cosmo Harrington asked, "Your cousin is here." Arabella paused and weakly murmured in response. As Reginald approached, Cosmo politely extended his right hand, "I assume you're Arabella's cousin. Nice to meet you, cousin. I'm her colleague, Cosmo Harrington." Reginald glanced at Arabella, his gaze icy. "I'm your cousin?" Looking up at him, Arabella's expression remained calm. "Yes, cousin." In her clear eyes, there was evident stubbornness. Someone accustomed to gentleness quietly rebelled. Reginald had initially intended to sc

Alarabella said earnestly, "You helped me find a kidney donor for my grandmother, saving her life. You bought a house for our family, lifting us out of poverty. I'm incredibly grateful, my grandfather always taught me the importance of repaying kindness."Reginald listened impassively until the last word. He lazily raised his eyelids without much emotion and asked, "Are you only grateful to me?"Alarabella fell silent.Once, if he had asked that, she would have answered without hesitation—beyond gratitude, there were feelings built over time.But now, he had asked for a divorce, and he was getting close to Chloe. Holding onto any resentment would only make her seem cheap.She lightly pressed her lips together, making no sound.The elevator doors opened.They stepped out.Alarabella took out the keys to open the door.They entered.Reginald silently watched her change her shoes.As she stood up straight, he suddenly leaned against the wall, pulling her into an embrace, looking down at

Cosmo focused on studying her face. "Your eyes look fine. Tomorrow your vision will be restored." He made a call to the nurse to bring medication.Soon, the nurse arrived with eye drops and cotton swabs. Cosmo dripped the eye drops into Arabella's eyes and administered an intravenous drip.The eye drops could greatly alleviate the pain. After Cosmo finished, he gently patted Arabella's arm."It's getting late; you should rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."Reginald stood up. "I'll escort you out."The two exited the room, and Reginald closed the door. He glanced at Cosmo. "Arabella doesn't like your type; I advise you not to pursue her feelings."Cosmo's face changed slightly, revealing a smug smile. "What type of person does Arabella like?"Reginald couldn't imagine Robert's appearance and couldn't identify his "type." So he said, "She likes my type."Cosmo's smile deepened. "Too bad you're her cousin."Reginald's eyes filled with coldness. "I am her..."Ding ding ding, Cosmo's pho

Arabella pursed her lips slightly and looked at Eva, gesturing for her to explain.Eva quickly recalled, "Madam was quietly sitting and reading, and Mrs. Jones suddenly barged in, cursing at her and wanting to hit her. I intervened at the beginning, but she kept hurling the most vicious insults at Madam—even me. I couldn't stand it anymore, but Miss Arabella patiently listened calmly for quite a while before finally erupting."Reginald's expression instantly chilled. He commanded Olivia, "Apologize to Arabella."Olivia was greatly surprised, thinking she must have misheard. "Reginald, I'm the one who's been hurt. If anyone should apologize, it should be her. Look at the force with which she hit me! She must have also sent someone to break Chloe's hand!"Reginald's expression became serious. "Your extreme pain for Chloe is understandable. But without evidence, you can't casually accuse Arabella. Physical harm is harm, but so is emotional harm. You insulted Arabella, so you must apologi