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.

She then walked over and hollered, “Benjamin! I'll leave to visit Mary now!”


There was no response from inside.

She had took several steps forward, but worried that his gastritis would act up again, she turned and walked back. “Benjamin!”

As she did not hear any sound inside, she knocked on the door. “Are you alright?”

“Mm...” At this point, Benjamin groaned in pain.

The astounded Arissa hastily pushed the door open and headed in.

With one arm on the basin supporting himself, Benjamin had his other arm cradling his belly. The crease between his brows deepened, and his head slightly lowered as he tolerated the pain and discomfort.

“Benjamin!”

Startled, Arissa darted over and held onto him. “Are you alright?”

The man seemed a little breathless. “Head out first...”

She helped him out and put him on the couch. “Lie down and try to relax a little.”

After helping him lie down, she massaged his temples.

Soon after, she poured a glass of water and fed it to him.

“Are you feeling any better?” Arissa looked at him with concern.

With his hand over his stomach, he pushed himself up and leaned against the couch, looking slightly pale and sickly.

She pulled a tissue to wipe the cold sweat rolling down his face.

Observing how she kept a gentle look while doing everything, the man's furrowed brows slowly relaxed into their original placement.

“Have some oatmeal porridge.”

Arissa sat at one side, took the bowl, and held it in her palms to check its temperature. She then stirred the bowl and blew it to cool it down.

She had wanted to pass it to Benjamin for him to feed himself.

Nonetheless, she succumbed to the sight of his weak look and eventually scooped up a spoonful and sent it near his mouth.

Benjamin opened his mouth to eat it though he was slightly frowning.

“Isn't there something else?”

Arissa shot him a look. “No wonder you have gastritis. You're one picky man!”

Benjamin kept quiet in response.
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