The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1383

Chapter 1383

Serena stood frozen, disbelief etching her features as she overheard Romeo's declaration of love to

Arabella, accompanied by a composition he had crafted just for her.

This was so unlike him!

“I love you so much I want to shout it from the rooftops, yet I'm scared too many eyes might covet your

brilliance, fear you might become someone else's daydream. Bella, I love you, and I want you by my

side every single day."

The gentle melody of the piano ebbed and flowed with the scent of lavender in the air.

It was a recording Romeo had made in advance.

A smile brimmed in Arabella's eyes. “Didn't you already write me a song? What made you think of

crafting another?"

“When I'm with you, I'm filled with joy, and I just want to capture that feeling,” Romeo murmured,

leaning down to tenderly stroke her face. "Can you hear what my heart is saying?"

Nodding, Arabella couldn't help but laugh, "Il can hear it, though it's a bit showy, isn't it?"

"It's just us here, no tourists,’ Romeo chuckled along. "Maestro Melody, you haven't given your verdict

on this Piece yet."

“It's not bad,” she laughed.

"Maestro Melody, what do you decipher from it? A heart-skipping fondness? Or a longing that fills every

thought?"

"It's your love, overflowing."

Martin, aware that a romantic scene was unfolding inside, tried unsuccessfully to persuade the security

guard at the entrance. Not wanting to force the issue, he turned to Serena, "Shall we replace another

spot?"

Serena, eyes locked on the distant sight of Romeo and Arabella kissing, remained silent, filled with a

sense of defeat.

Determined not to let her down, Martin persisted in negotiating with the guard, suggesting they could

pay double the price or meet any other request the private party might have, as long as it was within his

power.

The guard, moved by his sincerity, reluctantly went to consult the head of security.

The head of security, unable to make the decision, jogged to the center of the flower field and waited

for the couple's tender moment to end before asking, "Boss, there's a couple from Solterra who want to

come in with his girlfriend. They're offering double the price and promise not to disturb you."

“Let them in’ Arabella said, looking up at her partner, her arms still wrapped around his waist. "Aren't

we heading somewhere else shortly anyway?"

“If my fiancée says so, then that's what we'll do, Romeo said, gazing adoringly at Arabella and planting

a kiss on her forehead. "I've also arranged for a hot air balloon."

"Did you get that idea from browsing online, or did you come up with it yourself?"

"A bit of both.” Romeo admitted, watching for her reaction. "Is it not romantic enough?"

As long as it was his doing, Arabella adored it. "As long as it's from you, I love it"

The security chief relayed the message, and soon Martin and Serena were allowed entry.

Martin beamed, “Serena, we finally get to go in."

Serena watched as Romeo and Arabella ascended in the hot air balloon, her eyes darting to the

photographers swarming the field, capturing the moment.

Martin sensed the envy and disappointment in her gaze and softly asked, “Would you like to ride in a

hot air balloon, or take photos?"

Serena wanted to roll her eyes. She had no desire to share a hot air balloon or a photo shoot with him.

She just retorted, “Can't you think of something original? Why always copy someone else's ideas!"

Martin was puzzled by her sudden outburst. In a soothing tone, he asked, "What would you like, then?"

He was willing to fulfill any wish she had.

Serena shot him a cold glare in response, “What's the point if I have to come up with it myself? Look at

her boyfriend — a private event, a special composition, a heartfelt confession, a hot air balloon ride,

and even a horde of photographers to capture it all."