Chapter 340
“Don’t worry, mom, you’ve raised me for eighteen years; I won’t bite the hand that feeds me.” Serena expressed her feelings once again with deep affection. Just then, Dr. Zoe came in. Serena immediately pretended to be in pain, putting on a look of grievance as she complained to Louisa, even bringing up her
childhood.
Hans just got back and, seeing the scene, couldn’t help but ask, “What happened?”
“Bro, I accidentally took a tumble.” Serena, supported by a servant, lay down on the sofa, looking pitiful.
“How did you fall?”
Before going over, Hans put down the things he bought on the way in front of Arabella and asked, “Do you like them?”
“Bro, you’re so unfair, Sis gets new stuff and I get nothing!” Serena pretended to be jealous, pouting and looking very affected.
“What haven’t you had before?” Hans said, then added, “Besides, you can’t use this anyway.”
What can’t she use?
Serena widened her eyes in surprise.
Arabella opened the small gift box; it was a set of limited–edition lipsticks.
“Bella can use these at work; I heard a lot of girls are scrambling for this set.”
He contacted the brand directly; they wanted to send him a few sets, but he refused and chose to buy it himself..
The gift he gave to his sister had a different meaning than the ones sent by the brand.
“Thank you, bro.” Arabella spoke softly.
Hearing the word “bro,” Hans felt even better; his eyes softened a bit. “If you need anything in the future, just let me know; I’ll buy it for you.
At this time, Dr. Zoe finished checking Serena, finding only bruises and swelling, nothing serious.”
But after all, she is a daughter of the Collins family, so he had to prescribe some medication for her:
“Ah, it hurts.”
When the servant was applying the medicine to Serena, she would occasionally cry out in pain, frequently interrupting the conversation between the siblings.
Dr. Zoe didn’t know what to say; it’s just a bruise and swelling. Miss Collins was being so dramatic, screaming like this, that people would think she broke a bone.
Arabella’s phone vibrated twice; it was Grandpa Beck calling: She stood up and said, “I’ll go upstairs first.
“Bella.” Hans wanted to chat with her a bit more, but seeing her leave, he seemed a bit unhappy.
What happened?
At this time, Martha hurriedly said, “Hans, look at Serena; she keeps crying out in pain.”
“Drama queen.” Hans gave her a displeased look and said, “Someone, help Serena upstairs to rest; let her know when dinner is ready.”
“Bro, I’m not being a drama queen; it really hurts.” Serena said it again in a coquettish manner.
“Grandpa Beck.” Arabella walked up the stairs, her voice soft. “How have you been?”
“Not good, not good at all! It’s been almost a month; you haven’t even called me! I’m sick of staying with those old geezers all day! Last time, Grandpa Alberto even bragged about having dinner with you! Hmph, you didn’t even invite me! Left me out!”
