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Chapter 826 Arabella penned for him a few poems, one per page, leaving Bernard overjoyed, rereading them time and time again.
"| want some too." Cornelia, influenced by her husband's enthusiasm, also fell in love with Arabella’s handwriting.
Arabella then wrote a few pages for her.
The paper was just regular printer paper, gotten from the doctor, but once graced with Arabella's writing, it seemed precious.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Bella, your handwriting is so beautiful.” Cornelia admired her script, lavishing praise generously.
"So, isn't Bella beautiful?" As soon as Clark made this comment, Cornelia smacked him lightly, "You're just jealous. Bella is of course beautiful, unless someone was blind and couldn't see." "Bella, can you sketch something else for me? Anything at all!" Bernard adored Arabella's artwork so much, he held out a blank piece of printer paper, hoping Arabella would sketch something.
"A piece by Bella is worth a fortune. She can't just sketch anything on a whim!" Kenneth worried his precious daughter would be exhausted, "Wait till you're discharged, and when Bella has time to visit you, she'll bring you some of her works." "Just a quick sketch to whet my appetite." Bernard still held the printer paper, his eyes full of expectation as he looked at Arabella.
"Give Bella a break, look at the time.” Kenneth glanced at the clock and found that it was almost 1am, "Alright, alright, you guys should rest now, we'll visit you again tomorrow." "No need for you to come, let Bella represent us." Kenneth never expected to be dismissed by his own father! Arabella took the paper, randomly sketched a few lines, and a majestic sketch appeared on the paper.
Perhaps they didn't expect her sketching skills to be so good, she completed a piece in just a few minutes, Bernard couldn't stop praising, "Wonderful! I'll have this framed when we get home." "This is nothing. I've seen Bella draw with sand.” Kenneth took out his phone, showing the previously captured artwork to Bernard.
Arabella herself didn't know she had drawn with sand, until she saw the artwork in the photo, then she recalled a long time ago, while answering a call at Reflections Villa, she kicked around in the sand out of boredom.
At that time, the garden was being renovated, there was a pile of sand there, who would have thought it would become her "tool" for drawing.
It was captured by Kenneth.
"Send me this sand drawing. | want to save it as my phone wallpaper." Bernard had no idea sand could be used for drawing, and it was executed so beautifully.
Actually, Arabella could use many mediums to create art, but no one knew it, because the pieces she drew with a pen were already enough to amaze people.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Bella, we'll be discharged in a few days, you must come." Cornelia held her hand, saying sorrowfully.
"Don't worry Grandma, I'll definitely come." Arabella said gently, "It's late, you and Grandpa should rest now." Cornelia glanced at her husband, who was still happily appreciating Arabella's sand drawing.
Arabella smiled, "I'll sketch some for you next time." Just now, she only drew for her grandpa, and she hadn't drawn for her grandma yet, but it was getting late, she didn't want to disturb the old couple's rest.
“Thank you, my sweet granddaughter.” Cornelia was all smiles, "After we're discharged, you should come over and play the piano, we have a lovely grand piano." "You're trying to exhaust Bella.” Clark couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, get into bed, I'll tuck you in." Reluctantly, Bernard had to put his things away into the bedside drawer and lie down.
After Clark tucked them in and gave some reminders, he prepared to leave.
"Hold on!"