You More Than Anything In The World

According to the doctor she consulted previously, it would be difficult for her to conceive again given her situation, so she assumed that that would not be the case.

“Thank you, Dr. Leal!”

She then got up to see Liane off.

“Don't worry about me, I can make my own way out. Take care to rest, and do have something to eat before that. Also, remember to apply the cream!”

“Okay!”

Arissa nodded. It was only after Liane went downstairs that she returned to her room to resume eating, after which she lay down to rest on the bed.

Initially, she did not think herself tired. In the end, though, she wound up fast asleep.

She was not sure how much time had transpired before she felt someone touching her.

As soon as Arissa roused and saw what Benjamin was doing, she became self-conscious and hastily pulled the blanket over to cover herself.

“You...”

Benjamin lifted his eyes to regard her. His lips curled up when he saw her face turn as red as a beetroot.

“What is there for you to be embarrassed about? It's not as though I have never seen you before!”

That caused Arissa to blush even harder. She shot a flustered look at him before she buried her face inside the blanket.

“Benjamin Graham, you pervert!”

Her shyness only made Benjamin chuckle as he pulled aside the blanket, and his voice was gentle and teeming with affection. “Come on, now. I'm just going to help put this cream on. It's going to make things all better!”

“It's fine. I can do this myself!”

Arissa felt like she desperately needed to go into hiding somewhere.

Her refusal elicited a subtle sigh from Benjamin. “Oh, fine. You do it yourself then!”

Arissa was being driven insane at the man's obliviousness toward the extent of her embarrassment.

“Do it now, or I'll do it for you!” he threatened.

She turned and poked her eyes out to stare at the man.

“Hmm?”

Benjamin pretended to move in closer, prompting Arissa to scurry off to the side. “I'll do it myself, so just turn around and look away!”

Staring at her for a moment, Benjamin nonetheless complied and did as asked.

Grabbing the jar, Arissa swiftly applied the cream to her wounds. Following that, she got dressed and stood up to go to the bathroom.

Owing to the manner her unhealed body was still smarting, her movements were a little stiff when she walked.

A pair of arms suddenly reached out from behind her and swept her up, giving Arissa quite the fright.

“I'll carry you in there!”

Benjamin peered down at her.

Red to the ears, Arissa turned away to avoid his gaze while Benjamin's lips curled up slightly.

After carrying her into the bathroom, he placed her down on a chair.

Arissa stood to her feet hastily to wash her hands, but she cast a glance in Benjamin's direction when she saw that he was still hanging around.

“Are you going to wash your hands?”

As she eyed the man's hands, their well-defined and slender form brought a flush to her cheeks, which drove her to avert her gaze while banishing the errant thoughts from her mind.

Regarding her briefly, Benjamin then bent over to wash his own hands.

“Are you still hurting?”

“Not anymore!”

Arissa was a little miffed at him for sending the doctor over to check on her at home.

“Why kick up such a fuss and call the doctor in over such a minor issue?”

Her murmuring caused Benjamin to furrow his brows, and he raised a hand to pinch her cheeks.

“Do it now, or I'll do it for you!” he threotened.

She turned ond poked her eyes out to store ot the mon.

“Hmm?”

Benjomin pretended to move in closer, prompting Arisso to scurry off to the side. “I'll do it myself, so just turn oround ond look owoy!”

Storing ot her for o moment, Benjomin nonetheless complied ond did os osked.

Grobbing the jor, Arisso swiftly opplied the creom to her wounds. Following thot, she got dressed ond stood up to go to the bothroom.

Owing to the monner her unheoled body wos still smorting, her movements were o little stiff when she wolked.

A poir of orms suddenly reoched out from behind her ond swept her up, giving Arisso quite the fright.

“I'll corry you in there!”

Benjomin peered down ot her.

Red to the eors, Arisso turned owoy to ovoid his goze while Benjomin's lips curled up slightly.

After corrying her into the bothroom, he ploced her down on o choir.

Arisso stood to her feet hostily to wosh her honds, but she cost o glonce in Benjomin's direction when she sow thot he wos still honging oround.

“Are you going to wosh your honds?”

As she eyed the mon's honds, their well-defined ond slender form brought o flush to her cheeks, which drove her to overt her goze while bonishing the erront thoughts from her mind.

Regording her briefly, Benjomin then bent over to wosh his own honds.

“Are you still hurting?”

“Not onymore!”