Arabella Vanderbilt's body needs rest, considering her physical condition, the trip back to Krent City was postponed again.
The Old Master woke up early and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming Randy Russo was saved.
He personally came to Joel Russo's courtyard to see Arabella.
Joel lowered his head and kissed the top of Arabella's hair, whispering:
"Chat first, I'll go warm a cup of milk for you."
Arabella lifted her eyes and smiled slightly at him.
"Okay."
After yesterday's turmoil and forcing herself to watch Randy's nearly two-hour surgery in the hospital, even after a night's sleep, her spirits seemed more languid.
Old Master Russo sat on the sofa opposite, his voice steady.
"Last night, you were wronged."
Arabella wrapped herself in a shawl, covering her body, her gaze faint.
"It's over."
Having endured it already, she was indeed wronged, so in such a situation, the words "it's okay" weren't meant to be spoken by her.
