The More The Merrier

Chapter 501 Arissa Makes Breakfast

When Ethen realized it was getting late, he informed Benjamin of the fact.

“Mr. Graham, it’s pretty late now. You should shower and get some rest. We’ll take care of Mdm. Mary.”

Benjamin threw Ethen a glance and nodded.

When Ethen was on his way out, Shaun grabbed his hand. “I want to return to Dellmoor.”

Ethen was dumbfounded.

“Mr. Graham is just too much. Doesn’t he know how great a doctor I am? How can he not trust my judgment? In that case, why did he even call me here?” Shaun fumed.

Tickled by Shaun’s reaction, Ethen teased him, “Mr. Bailey, hasn’t Mr. Graham been doubting your medical credentials all this while? So, why don’t you calm down and figure out how to treat Mdm. Mary instead? By proving yourself to him, Mr. Graham won’t ever doubt you again.”

“I’ve always been very successful, all right?”

Rolling his eyes at Ethen, Shaun headed toward Mary’s room and took her blood pressure.

In the meantime, Benjamin stayed with his son for a while before dropping Arissa a message and taking a shower.

Once he came out of the bathroom, he checked in on Mary to see how she was.

When he saw Ethen watching over her in the room, he instructed, “You should get some rest. Let the nurse and bodyguards take over.”

“Understood, Mr. Graham.”

by the fact that Benjamin had shown him

returned to the room next door

down beside him and

than thirty hours. Throughout that entire time, he was looking for his son while worrying

entire shebang, he could finally relax and drifted into

suite, she instructed

Gavin woke up and saw Arissa in the kitchen, he rushed to

“Mommy!”

she saw that he was awake, Arissa

why are you up so

in the morning. What are you doing up

What time did Mommy

decided to make something delicious!” Arissa replied with

hands clean, she led him out. “You should go back

don’t want to sleep anymore. Instead, I want to cook with

narrowed her gaze at him.

head with a grin. “Not anymore.

In that case, you

Filled with delight, Gavin ran off to do as he was

cook oatmeal porridge. Halfway through the process,

his face at lightning speed, Gavin hurried back to

should I

look. “Help me