My Quick-witted Baby (Arabella and Kenneth) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Arabella suddenly twisted her eyebrows in pain, and her pink rhombic lips turned pale in an instant.

Soon, Kenneth regained some sanity. This mad, ferocious, bloodthirsty impulse terrified him, and he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.

He quickly pushed her away.

Arabella opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyelashes trembling. "Mr. Lucero, is your illness acting up again? Let me have a check..."

"Don't touch me!" Kenneth got up quickly and went to the bathroom. "Go to sleep."

He locked the bathroom door.

Seeing this, Arabella thought, "Every time he gets sick, he will ask me to leave. I know that a man like him has inviolable pride and dignity, unwilling to show his embarrassing side to me.

However, he can't save himself.

His locking himself in will only make the situation worse."

Arabella reached out and knocked at the door. "Kenneth, open the door quickly. I am a doctor, and I can help you...I know you are in pain now. Open the door and let me check on you!"

In the shower room.

Kenneth stood tall and handsome beside the washstand. The faucet was turned on, and the cold water gurgled out. His handsome face was all wet. His slender, bony fingers clung to the washstand with so much strength that the skin on his hands tightened greatly.

His mouth was still full of the sweetness of Arabella's blood, and it made him very excited.

His fine chest began to rise and fall. Kenneth looked up and looked at himself in the mirror. Now his narrow eyes were clouded with a bloodthirsty rage, and he looked sullen and ghastly.

A lot of voices suddenly echoed in his ears, and many people said the same sentence repeatedly, "He is a crazy man. He is a crazy man!"

Arabella shook her head slowly. "I won't go."

Kenneth grabbed her slender wrist and threw her into the soft bed with several vigorous strides.

Arabella felt a little dizzy. At that moment, the mattress on the side of the bed sank, and Kenneth had come up. He took a black belt and directly tied her thin wrists to the head of the bed.

Arabella struggled for a moment. "Kenneth, what are you doing? Don't do this. Let go of me!"

Kenneth leaned over to her delicate neck and bit her on the thin veins.

Arabella was in a cold sweat from the intense pain.

Then his big hand fell on the buttons of her nightgown, and he pulled them off abruptly. After that, he began to nibble at her skin, infatuated with the sweetness of her blood.