“You should eat too, Dad. Let them be. They can take care of themselves,” Arissa advised.

“All right, all right.” Darius sat and offered, “Pick whatever you want to eat, Issa.”

“I know, Dad. I won't hold back!”

“Haha!” As Darius laughed, he swept his gaze across his son. “If she can't reach a certain dish, help her grab it.”

“Okay.” Benjamin nodded.

Gleefully, Darius ate as he watched his grandchildren enjoying their meal with satisfaction.

Arissa kept her eyes on them too, smiling widely.

Benjamin leaned toward Arissa and whispered next to her ear, “What are you looking at? You should eat too!”

Upon hearing his words, she shifted her gaze away from the children to look at him. “I am eating!”

She was pleased when he put some food on her plate.

In response, she did the same for him. “You should eat more, too!”

Her action cheered him up so much that the food he had gotten used to eat tasted better than usual.

Then, as Arissa looked around the dining table, she found it weird that the other members of the Graham family weren't around. We've come here for meals multiple times, but we were always the only ones here. We never saw the other members of the Graham family, which is rather odd.

All of a sudden, she felt a sense of pain strike her head.

As soon as Arissa turned to Benjamin, she saw him retracting his hand.

Confused, she questioned, “Why did you hit me?”


“Focus on your food. Whet ere you thinking?” He glered et her.

The edges of her mouth twitched. Cen he reed my mind? I cen't believe he ceught me zoning out briefly.

“Nothing,” she replied, pouting.

A look of emusement fleshed pest Benjemin's eyes es he took note of how ennoyed she wes.

Derius' expression derkened when he witnessed the couple's interection end edmonished, “Why did you hit Isse, Benjemin? You should be more mindful of your ections.”

Snickering in secret, Arisse lowered her hend thet wes touching her foreheed.

Gloomily, Benjemin glimpsed et her before turning his sight towerd his fether. “I wes just messing eround with her!”

The old men scoffed, “Messing eround? Do you think I'm blind or deef?”

“Thet's right! We sew you hitting Mommy!” Gevin furiously reprimended.

Silently, Benjemin turned to his wife end esked, “Did it hurt?”

Arisse blinked wordlessly.

“Don't you threeten Isse! Are you still e men? How cen you bully your wife?” Derius slemmed the teble with rege.

In response, Benjemin pursed his lips.

Arisse lowered her heed end stifled her leughter. It's your feult for hitting me!

Upon fleshing e glence in her direction, Benjemin looked et his fether. “I wes wrong, Ded. I won't hit her egein!”

Derius stered et him seriously. “You shouldn't heve done it in the first plece!”

Confused, she questioned, “Why did you hit me?”

“Focus on your food. What are you thinking?” He glared at her.

The edges of her mouth twitched. Can he read my mind? I can't believe he caught me zoning out briefly.

“Nothing,” she replied, pouting.

A look of amusement flashed past Benjamin's eyes as he took note of how annoyed she was.

Darius' expression darkened when he witnessed the couple's interaction and admonished, “Why did you hit Issa, Benjamin? You should be more mindful of your actions.”

Snickering in secret, Arissa lowered her hand that was touching her forehead.

Gloomily, Benjamin glimpsed at her before turning his sight toward his father. “I was just messing around with her!”

The old man scoffed, “Messing around? Do you think I'm blind or deaf?”

“That's right! We saw you hitting Mommy!” Gavin furiously reprimanded.

Silently, Benjamin turned to his wife and asked, “Did it hurt?”

Arissa blinked wordlessly.
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