You More Than Anything In The World

Benjamin had thrown a sharp glance over, but the look in his eyes immediately softened upon realizing it was Arissa.

“Why are you here instead of going to sleep?” he uttered while attempting to grab the document back. However, Arissa avoided him.

“Mr. Frank told me you're unwilling to take your medicine!”

A frown formed between his eyebrows. “Such a blabbermouth!”

Seeing his tensed expression and his forehead beaded with sweat, Arissa did not argue with him.

“Do you have medicine here?”

As there was no response from the man, she began rummaging around. When she spotted the contents in the rubbish bin, she bent over to pick it up and stared at him, speechless. To her, the man before her eyes seemed to be much more difficult to please than a child.

“How can you not take your medicine?” she cooed.

She then poured a glass of warm water, grabbed some pills, and passed it to him.

“Hurry and take some medicine. I've already sent Ethen to go get you something to eat.”

Clenching his teeth, Benjamin tried to suppress the unbearable feeling.

Noticing more sweat droplets forming on his forehead, Arissa only grew more worried. “Are you all right?”

She hurriedly passed him some tissues to wipe his sweat away while reaching her hand out to rub his back.

After a while, Benjamin finally felt much better.

“Take your medicine first!” She passed him the glass of water and handed him the pills.

“It's acting up because you skipped your meals again. Here, eat your medicine. Otherwise, the pain will come back again.”

Her soft and patient voice was exactly like how she would coax the kids to take their medicine. And because of that, Benjamin felt slightly better that he took the pills from her and ate them.

Then, she put the glass of warm water near his mouth, and the man took a few sips.

“Drink more.”

The man took the glass from Arissa and gulped the water down.

“Go lie down for some rest. It'll take some time for Ethan to come back.” She put the glass away and looked at him concernedly.

Leaning against his seat, Benjamin responded, “I have a meeting later.”

Arissa's tone turned a little more aggressive as she shot him a stern glance. “Is your health more important than your work?”

He had no choice but to lie down on the couch after her reprimand. “Help me massage my head.”

Noticing how exhausted he looked, Arissa eventually walked up to him and crouched down a little to rub his temples.

“Benjamin, don't be so picky with your food in the future. Eat when there's something for you to eat. You have gastritis; you can't afford to go hungry, else it'll act up easily.”

“That's enough.” The man sounded weak and strengthless as he interrupted her.

“Fine.” Arissa stopped talking and instead diverted her attention to rubbing his temples.

About twenty minutes later, Benjamin had already fallen asleep when Ethen returned.

“Ms. York, should I wake Mr. Graham up to have his meal?” Ethen put the food he bought down as he asked Arissa softly.

She turned to look at the man, whose brows were still tightly scrunched up despite being asleep. “Let him sleep a little while more.”

Ethen shifted his gaze to Benjamin. “It's rare of Mr. Graham to take afternoon naps.”

Indeed, ever since he worked alongside Benjamin, the latter would only get more sleep when he was ill.

Apart from that, he would only take a few hours off for sleep daily. Sometimes, the man would even go without sleep for a few days, and thus afternoon naps were undoubtedly a luxury for him.