You More Than Anything In The World

Upon hearing Zachary's words, everyone froze.

After all, there were times when the telepathic link between a mother and her child could be scarily accurate.

“Thank goodness Arissa doesn't know about this. Otherwise, she'd be worried sick!” Shaun remarked as he glanced at Benjamin.

The next second, he applied the ointment on Tim and redressed the boy.

“Arissa's premonition sure is accurate, though,” Kingsley exclaimed. “If only she can tell who the victim is before misfortune strikes. Then, the person will be able to avoid it!”

“I'm to blame for not paying more attention!” Zachary muttered.

Poor Tim... If I had been more careful, we wouldn't have fallen into the trap. It's all my fault.

“This has nothing to do with you, you silly child!” Kingsley said as he gently knocked on Zachary's head. “You're all safe now, so stop blaming yourself.”

Despite the reassurance, Zachary glanced timidly at his father, wondering if the latter might blame him for the incident.

It didn't take long for Benjamin to realize how fearful the boy was, and his heart softened at the sight.

“It's normal to overlook the signs of others plotting against you. Just be more cautious in the future. You aren't to blame for what happened today,” he coaxed.

Zachary nodded. “Understood. I'll be more careful next time, “By the way, do you want to go to Mommy? Otherwise, she'd be worried about you, too.”

“He's right, Benjamin. Since Tim's condition has stabilized, you should hurry over to Arissa. We'll hold the fort here,” Shaun urged.

Benjamin lowered his gaze to the boy in his arms. Hmm... I guess the ointment's working. Tim isn't scratching himself anymore.

“Tim, are you feeling better?” he asked, forehead still creased with concern.

“Yes, I am,” Tim replied with a nod. “It's not that itchy anymore. However, I'm a little sleepy...”

Right on cue, the boy yawned.

“Well, it's probably because of the IV drip. Go ahead and sleep, Tim. You have nothing to worry about in the hospital. I promise you'll be fine once you wake up,” Shaun said while ruffling Tim's hair.

Just then, Benjamin felt Tim's forehead, only to realize the boy was still a little feverish.

“He's still running a fever!”

Shaun met Benjamin's icy glare and hastily explained, “It's common for allergies to lead to fevers, but Tim's low-grade fever isn't much of an issue. I'll give him a cold compress first, and if that doesn't help, I'll prescribe some fever medicine for him.”

Seconds later, he instructed a nurse to feed Tim a glass of warm water before tucking the latter into bed.

Still worried about his son, Benjamin briefly stayed by the boy's side until he felt ready to go to Arissa.

Zachary, however, remained behind with Kingsley and Shaun to take care of Tim.

When Benjamin finally stepped into Arissa's ward, he saw her sitting in bed and staring out the window, her face fraught with anxiety.

“What are you looking at?”

Upon hearing the man's voice, Arissa turned and looked at him with relief and joy.

“You're here!”

Seeing that she was worried about him, Benjamin smiled to himself and strode over.

After ruffling her hair, he leaned in and kissed her.