The Princess and the Paupers Novel Full Episode
Chapter 1572

Chapter 1572

"Thanks a bunch, David."

"Cheers for the wedding gift!"

"Thanks for giving us such a unique and grand celebration."

A stream of newlyweds thanked David, who then suggested that everyone on stage join the audience

for a massive group photo.

Arabella and Romeo also received two tickets, and whether by chance or design, their seats were right

in the center, front row – the best in the house, mirroring their seats at today's ceremony.

As the crowd erupted in hearty applause, the photo session wrapped up, and couples hand in hand

strolled off the stage, David started belting out his fourth and fifth tunes.

A new celebrity made their entrance, and the crowd was electrified once again.

Arabella glanced at the ring on her finger and leaned in to whisper to Romeo, "When did you plan

this?"

"A week ago." Romeo had to lean close to her ear to be heard over the noise, "There's an inscription

on the back."

"What?" Arabella didn't catch it.

"It's engraved." Romeo took her hand gently, pointing to the inside band of the ring.

Arabella seemed to catch on, slipping off the ring to find the inscription, Romeo & Arabella Forever,

complete with a little heart at the end.

Arabella couldn't help but smile, "Forever, isn't that a bit greedy?"

Romeo, reading her lips, knew what she meant and his smile broadened with indulgent joy.

"If there really is a forever, would you get tired of it?" Arabella teased.

"Not in a million years." Romeo slid the ring back onto her finger, intertwining their hands, and

whispered close, "This life, I'm holding your hand tight. Next life, and the life after, I want us just like

this, together, always."

Arabella's laughter softened her entire being.

"Bella."

"Yeah?" Arabella turned just in time to receive a kiss.

Romeo murmured tenderly, "I love you."

Arabella's smile lingered, hands locked with his, "You said that on stage already."

"I'll say it every day until we're both old, when I'm a old man and you're an old lady. I'll still be holding

your hand, repeating it over and over, so you know my love isn't just talk."

Arabella laughed again.

"You didn't say you love me."

With a smile, Arabella looked at him, "I love you."

"Can't hear you. Say it again." Romeo playfully insisted.

"If you can't hear, too bad."

"You just said you love me, don't think of backing out. You can't say those words to anyone else in this

lifetime."

Alma, sitting behind them, was practically drowning in the sweetness. She had never imagined the

Romeo she knew could be so clingy, so good at sweet talk.

No woman could resist that.

Arabella's reaction was too cool for her. If it were Alma, she would have kissed him back without

hesitation.

The business tycoons to Romeo's left were speechless, their eyes almost popping out, mouths agape.

Despite the noise, they hadn't heard the sweet nothings between Romeo and Arabella, but seeing

Romeo whispering and kissing Arabella now and then, and the way their fingers were locked the whole

time – as if holding onto a rare treasure – was enough to astonish them.