The More The Merrier

Chapter 319 She Poked His Head

Benjamin glanced at the breakfast and asked in a low voice, “Who made this?”

Arissa gazed at the man’s attractive side profile and replied softly, “I did.”

It was the butler who was supposed to prepare breakfast. However, as he claimed that he wasn’t free, the woman had no choice but to do it herself.

Benjamin’s expression relaxed slightly as he took a bite of the sandwich.

He raised his brows slightly, impressed by the delicious taste.

“Does it taste fine?”

As Arissa had not added too many ingredients or condiments to the sandwich, she wasn’t sure if it suited his tastes.

“Yeah,” Benjamin replied casually.

While the man ate, Arissa stood behind him and helped to dry his hair.

Edwin was standing by the window as he spied on the couple. He smiled to himself after observing that the two were getting along harmoniously.

Just then, Darius called to ask about the situation between Benjamin and Arissa.

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After the butler reported the situation to him, Darius was overjoyed.

Arissa only put down the towel after making sure that Benjamin’s hair was almost dried.

“Is there anything else?”

Benjamin did not reply.

wondering why the man was behaving in such an arrogant

“Hey!”

the man’s head lightly with her

glared at her with a sharp glint

man’s gaze, her

“You…”

head!”

slightly before replying obediently, just in case the man got

it was unnecessary for the man to have such a huge

anything else you would like me to do?

for the

we have servants in the house? Why do

words, she retorted, “If that’s the case, why did you ask me to make you

back what he said earlier on if

it wasn’t a situation he encountered often, he pressed his lips together

then. I’ll

with the man and turned around

took a brief glance at the woman. Then, he returned to eating

Ethen at the

“Good morning, Ms. York!”

Arissa replied with a

Mr. Graham,”

He’s over there by

pointed toward the direction of the pool before heading back into

Benjamin, he saw that the man was enjoying his breakfast in a relaxed manner. The latter seemed to be in a

“Mr. Graham,” Ethen greeted.

asking, “Do