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Chapter 1455 Heart Aching For Her
“Helpthank His Majesty,” Arielle said.
After Sybil went back, he reported to Dylan about Arielle and Vinson'’s interaction.
Dylan was silent for a while before he broke into a smile.
“That rascal. He managed to sneak in and stay by Arielle’s side.”
Sybil widened his eyes in surprise. “What do you mean, Your Majesty? Are you saying that the bodyguard is the Princess’
husband?” he asked.
Dylan nodded. Arielle won't be so close to anyone other than Vinson. He has done a good job of concealing his identity.
Meanwhile, Arielle had no idea that Dylan had already discovered Vinson'’s identity. Frowning, she looked at Vinson and said,
“You've seen how concerned he is about me. | think...”
Arielle stopped halfway when she recalled that Dylan said he didn’t know who Maureen was. His words had upset her a lot.
“Aren't we going to the medical school tomorrow? Let's get ssamples from Aaron. Once the paternity test results are out, you
can show His Majesty and he will have nothing to say,” Vinson said.
Arielle nodded. It was the only course of action they could take now.
At around five in the afternoon, the Wilhelms cback from the medical school that they had been staying at for the past two
weeks. As they knew that Vinson was under disguise, they weren't too surprised to see him.
When Vinson saw them, a smile appeared on his usually stern face. “Is the experiment over?”
“Yes, it's been almost two weeks,” Andrea replied. Turning to Arielle, she asked, “How is your injury? Have you recovered fully?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtArielle took Andrea’s arm gently and replied, “The doctors have removed my stitches. | can go back to the school tomorrow.”
Despite Arielle saying that she was fine, Andrea was still worried about her. When she rolled up Arielle’s sleeve and saw the scar on
her arm, her heart ached for her.
“The scar is nothing, Mom. I'll cover it up tomorrow so that you won't see it,” Arielle said.
“I'm not worried about the scar! My heart aches to see that you're hurt.” Andrea poked Arielle gently on the forehead as she spoke.
Arielle smiled as she continued hugging Andrea’s arm. How wonderful it is to be cared for! If my biological mother is still alive, |
think she will loveas much as Mrs. Wilhelm does. But it's all right. | still have the Wilhelms as my adoptive parents who love me
and care foras their own.
Arielle had grown into an exceptional young lady not only because of her own talent but also the Wilhelms’ efforts in educating her.
“I'm so lucky to have you in my life,” Arielle whispered.
Andrea's eyes reddened with tears when she heard what Arielle said. Since young, Arielle had been a sensible and sensitive child.
Although she looked as if she was close to her and Hubert, she was in fact slightly distant from them. Despite Arielle’s efforts to
mask it, she couldn't hide it from Andrea and Hubert.
They tried taking her to therapy sessions but it ended up worse. In the end, they had no choice but to approach her with patience
until she warmed up to them. Now that they were a family, Andrea felt contented. Patting Arielle gently on the shoulder, she
exchanged grateful glances with Hubert.
With the Wilhelms back, the dinner that night was more sumptuous than usual. After dinner, Arielle asked Hubert and Andrea to
rest early in their room.
It must be hard to fall asleep in the lab every night.
The next day, Arielle woke up early to go to medical school. After breakfast, she took her bag and prepared to leave when a book
suddenly dropped out of it.
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