The More The Merrier

Chapter 587

The More the Merrier Chapter 587

Do Not Jeopardize Your Health

At the sight of how Kingsley was about to cause more trouble, Ethen twitched his lips.

“Mr. Watts, don’t blame me for not reminding you, but Ms. York is inside too.”

Kingsley immediately stopped in his tracks, seemingly all ready for more gossip. “Arissa is inside?”

Ethen nodded his head.

In response, Kingsley tiptoed his way over to open the door slightly and sneak a peek inside, only to meet with Benjamin’s intense gaze.

Jolting in shock, he hurriedly shut the door.

Meanwhile, back in the room, Arissa felt so embarrassed she almost wanted to bury her head. She quickly shifted to the empty spot while secretly throwing Benjamin a glare.

Noticing that he was looking over in her direction, she looked away.

The man was amused and chuckled as he saw how adorable she looked with her flushing red face.

Flustered, Arissa gave him a deadly stare as she snapped, “What’s so funny?”

After sneaking a few more glances at her, he did not stay around for longer and got up to freshen himself up.

The man’s well-built figure left Arissa’s heart beating wildly.

Shortly after, she opened the lunch box, scooped some oatmeal porridge into a small bowl, and left it aside to cool down.

then walked over and hollered, “Benjamin! I’ll

no response

had took several steps forward, but worried that his gastritis would act up again, she

she did not hear any sound inside, she knocked on

this point,

Arissa hastily pushed the

one arm on the basin supporting himself, Benjamin had his other arm cradling his belly. The crease between his brows deepened,

“Benjamin!”

darted over and held onto him. “Are you

man seemed a little breathless. “Head out

the couch. “Lie down

him lie down, she massaged his

glass of water

any better?” Arissa looked at

his stomach, he pushed himself up

wipe the cold sweat rolling down

doing everything, the

“Have some oatmeal porridge.”

bowl, and held it in her palms to check its temperature. She then stirred the bowl and blew it

to Benjamin for him

his weak look and eventually scooped up a spoonful and sent it near his

mouth to eat it though he was

“Isn’t there something else?”

wonder you have gastritis. You’re one picky

quiet

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