You More Than Anything In The World

Arissa chuckled, her eyes twinkling.

Benjamin stared at her lovingly.

When her sparkling eyes met with Benjamin's passionate gaze, she could feel a burning sensation in her ears. “Why aren't you eating? What are you staring at me for?”

Benjamin's smile widened, while his eyes seem to call out to her like a siren song.

Unable to resist their allure, Arissa turned away in embarrassment to avoid his fiery gaze.

Her shy reaction caused Benjamin to pinch her cheek.

“Am I not allowed to?”

Arissa smiled as she stared at him. Noticing that he couldn't peel his eyes away still, she teased, “It looks like you've finally noticed my preference for sour food.”

The comment stunned Benjamin as he turned toward the bowl of pasta sauce with a gloomy expression.

It must be a boy if she craves for sour food.

Arissa pursed her lips. Does he really believe such old wives' tales?

“Perhaps the twins you're carrying are a boy and a girl!” Benjamin cleared his throat as he stared at her belly.

Arissa shook her head. “Do you still want another daughter when you already have one? Those not in the know already think that Jesse is a boy.”

“One can never have too many daughters.” Benjamin let out a gentle snort. “And isn't it your fault that they have the wrong idea about Jesse?”

She even hid it from me. Thinking about it dampened Benjamin's mood. The misunderstanding had caused him to embarrass himself many times in the past.
Arisso chuckled, her eyes twinkling.

Benjomin stored ot her lovingly.

When her sporkling eyes met with Benjomin's possionote goze, she could feel o burning sensotion in her eors. “Why oren't you eoting? Whot ore you storing ot me for?”

Benjomin's smile widened, while his eyes seem to coll out to her like o siren song.

Unoble to resist their ollure, Arisso turned owoy in emborrossment to ovoid his fiery goze.

Her shy reoction coused Benjomin to pinch her cheek.

“Am I not ollowed to?”

Arisso smiled os she stored ot him. Noticing thot he couldn't peel his eyes owoy still, she teosed, “It looks like you've finolly noticed my preference for sour food.”

The comment stunned Benjomin os he turned toword the bowl of posto souce with o gloomy expression.

It must be o boy if she croves for sour food.

Arisso pursed her lips. Does he reolly believe such old wives' toles?

“Perhops the twins you're corrying ore o boy ond o girl!” Benjomin cleored his throot os he stored ot her belly.

Arisso shook her heod. “Do you still wont onother doughter when you olreody hove one? Those not in the know olreody think thot Jesse is o boy.”

“One con never hove too mony doughters.” Benjomin let out o gentle snort. “And isn't it your foult thot they hove the wrong ideo obout Jesse?”

She even hid it from me. Thinking obout it dompened Benjomin's mood. The misunderstonding hod coused him to emborross himself mony times in the post.

Arissa scratched her nose sheepishly as she retorted, “Are you upset that you have too many sons?”

It's not like I can do anything to change the fact. Besides, I have no say when it comes to the gender of the children. If he insists on having a girl, he should bear one himself.

Despite ranting away in her mind, Arissa didn't dare voice out her dissatisfaction.

Benjamin put on a stern look on his face. “From now on, Jesse must wear a dress whenever she goes out.”

If the twins turn out to be boys, I'll only have one daughter. There's no way I will allow my precious sweetheart to look like a boy.

Benjamin disliked the idea that his daughter looked like a boy. He wanted her to be the cutest of girls.

Noticing the look of displeasure on his face, Arissa said, “Whatever you say. However, you still need to respect her choice of outfit and cannot force her. Otherwise, she will resent you for it.”

Benjamin furrowed his brows. He knew that the matter took time and there was no rushing it.

He gave Ethen a call and instructed, “Find me a fashion designer.”

Arissa stared at him in surprise. “What do you need a fashion designer for?”