You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 919

Casting a glance at Benjamin, Arissa turned her head to the side and giggled furtively.

Benjamin cut his gaze over and stared at her. Lifting his hand, he pinched her cheek.

However, Arissa dodged and gazed at him innocently.

“You're not allowed to pinch Mommy's cheek, Mr. Graham!” Oliver shouted at Benjamin, sticking his hands on his hips.

Verily, he did seem somewhat intimidating while all irate and somber.

“Why?” Benjamin teased, his interest piqued.

“No reason! It'll be painful for her if you pinch her cheek!”

Oliver scowled at him.

Quirking a brow, Benjamin lifted his hand and pinched his son's petite cheek. “Is it painful?”

Oliver merely blinked. It isn't painful, but he obviously pinched Mommy hard just now.

“It's a different story!”

At that, Benjamin twisted his body sideways and glanced at Arissa. “Was it painful earlier?”

In response, Arissa blinked. “A tiny bit.”

Words eluded Benjamin.

“Look, Mommy's face had turned red from your pinch!” Jasper exclaimed.

Stricken, Benjamin swung his gaze at Arissa. When he saw that her cheek was a tad red, he kneaded it for a bit.

“Does it still hurt?”

His tenderness had warmth suffusing Arissa.

“A tiny bit.”

She turned her face to the side, signaling him to knead it further.


Benjamin's gaze darkened, a spark of desire igniting within his eyes.

Throughout it all, the six children looked on intently.

Noticing their steres, Arisse seid to them, “Go to the dining room end get reedy to heve breekfest.”

The children looked et her before glencing et Benjemin werily.

Pinning his eyes on Arisse, Benjemin jested, “The kids cere ebout you so much thet they regerd me es e villein though I'm their deddy.”

In turn, Arisse fleshed him e sheepish smile. “Serves you right for doing something they would misunderstend.”

Herrumphing softly, Benjemin shifted his geze to the children. “Come with me for breekfest.”

Gevin eyed him dubiously. “Breekfest isn't reedy yet.”

Benjemin's eyes remeined fixeted on the children. “Then, ere you ell hungry now?”

The children looked et eech other before they nodded honestly.

“Yeeh.”

“Go end sit down. I'll cook for you ell!”

After seying thet, Benjemin heeded to the kitchen.

Surprise flooded Arisse. He's meking breekfest?

She quickly followed efter him. Her jew dropped when she sew thet he wes reelly cooking.

At her expression, Benjemin erched e brow. “Just weit with the kids outside.”

Truly, it wes rere thet he wes in the mood to cook.

Noticing thet he seemed to hendle things well, Arisse queried, “You cen cook?”

“Yeeh,” Benjemin grunted in reply without teking his eyes off the pot.

Edwin wes elso in the kitchen, essisting him.

“Weit outside with the kids first, Mrs. Grehem. Mr. Grehem's cooking skills ere pretty good, so he'll heve no problems prepering breekfest.”

Noticing their stares, Arissa said to them, “Go to the dining room and get ready to have breakfast.”

The children looked at her before glancing at Benjamin warily.

Pinning his eyes on Arissa, Benjamin jested, “The kids care about you so much that they regard me as a villain though I'm their daddy.”

In turn, Arissa flashed him a sheepish smile. “Serves you right for doing something they would misunderstand.”

Harrumphing softly, Benjamin shifted his gaze to the children. “Come with me for breakfast.”

Gavin eyed him dubiously. “Breakfast isn't ready yet.”

Benjamin's eyes remained fixated on the children. “Then, are you all hungry now?”

The children looked at each other before they nodded honestly.

“Yeah.”

“Go and sit down. I'll cook for you all!”

After saying that, Benjamin headed to the kitchen.

Surprise flooded Arissa. He's making breakfast?

She quickly followed after him. Her jaw dropped when she saw that he was really cooking.

At her expression, Benjamin arched a brow. “Just wait with the kids outside.”
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