The More The Merrier

Chapter 757 A Furious Blush

Benjamin said indignantly, “Still, I want to try a bite!” As he spoke, he snatched the barbecue skewer from Arissa, who gaped at him in shock.

Gavin, Tim, Zachary, Oliver, Jasper, and Jesse stared at Benjamin, equally wide-eyed. Gavin exclaimed, “Daddy! Why are you eating Mommy’s food?”

His father would never eat someone else’s food. Innocently, Zachary piped up, “Mr. Graham, there’s plenty of food on the plate!”

“You ate Mommy’s saliva, Mr. Graham!” Jasper yelped. Benjamin cringed in awkwardness while Arissa blushed as red as a tomato at Jasper’s words. She glared at Benjamin before explaining to the children, “I haven’t eaten that skewer yet!”

Alas, Oliver merely smiled at his mother and replied, “You don’t need to explain anything, Mommy. We understand.” Oliver’s knowing smile embarrassed Arissa to no end.

Thankfully, Tim and Jesse did not chime in. Arissa put on a stern expression and chided, “Eat up! Stop talking!”

The children laughed for a good moment. As though fearing no one had noticed Arissa’s blush, Jasper even teased, “Mommy, your face is so red!”

Arissa lowered her head and began eating. When the children tried to take the barbecue skewers in front of her, she held on to the plate and refused to share.

“These are mine!”

Meanwhile, Benjamin had finally swallowed the bite of skewer he had impulsively taken from Arissa. His face reddened from how spicy the food was.

were making his stomach churn. He could not believe how

face is red too!” Gavin burst into a

five children instantly whipped their heads around to

shot Benjamin a surprised look and mocked, “My, my, Graham. That’s a furious blush you’re wearing. Are

warning glare as Benjamin defended

lips twitched in amusement. She scoffed and said, “Please. This isn’t spicy

agreement

and said gently,

a small smile

gaze softened at the sight of her son’s happy

equally relieved when he noticed that Tim was gradually

“Do you like spicy

nodded and

and sell chili peppers with Mary in the winter. The peppers were small but packed a punch. Mary used to marinate them and cook them with pasta,

had lit up, and he asked curiously, “Tim, what was the spiciest dish

Great-grandaunt and I

You guys plant your own chili peppers?” Oliver’s curiosity

explained, “Many people in the village plant them. You can sell them for

your field?”