Chapter 147 Gavin Was Allergic To Flour

Huh? Arissa looked at him in confusion.

Her face turned inexplicably redder when her eyes met Benjamin’s soulful and enticing eyes.

However, the memory of his distasteful words from last night shattered any longing that just sprouted.

“Yes, Graham!”

She nodded as she spoke, then turned to head down the stairs.

Benjamin’s personable face darkened as he stared at Arissa’s back. He grunted softly before heading out for his morning run.

Arissa turned her head to catch a quick look.

As she saw his cold silhouette head toward the door, the corner of her lips drooped slightly.

Just a moment ago, she thought Benjamin was at least slightly interested in her, but it seemed she was overthinking things.

Arissa patted her cheeks to make herself come to her senses before going to the kitchen.

Edwin greeted her merrily, “Good morning, Ms. York!”

“Good morning, Edwin!” Arissa greeted him back with a smile.

“Are you up this early because you’re hungry, Ms. York? I just made some oatmeal porridge!”

Edwin looked at her ardently, and she could sense his friendliness.

I just want to

is allergic to flour, so

note of

Edwin! I will keep that in

nodded in reply and assisted

Graham prefers a western-style

quick pause to

making breakfast for her son, so she could not care less about

laps, Benjamin’s phone vibrated. It

received

scrunched his brows as the pictures depicted Bradley leaving a

man is actually living in her

was as fair as snow and looked identical to

 

eyes as his gaze lingered on the image of the kid

more laps before

minute Benjamin stepped into the house, the tempting aroma of delicious food

headed toward the kitchen to see Arissa in an apron,

scene in front

“What are you making?”

appearance startled her, making her

outward and landed on

in a hurry, rubbing her

to her and pulled her hand over. He asked in a worried tone, “How could you

Arissa pulled her hand back

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