You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

At the sight of how Kingsley was about to cause more trouble, Ethen twitched his lips.

“Mr. Watts, don't blame me for not reminding you, but Ms. York is inside too.” Kingsley immediately stopped in his tracks, seemingly all ready for more gossip. “Arissa is inside?” Ethen nodded his head.

In response, Kingsley tiptoed his way over to open the door slightly and sneak a peek inside, only to meet with Benjamin's intense gaze.

Jolting in shock, he hurriedly shut the door.

Meanwhile, back in the room, Arissa felt so embarrassed she almost wanted to bury her head. She quickly shifted to the empty spot while secretly throwing Benjamin a glare.

Noticing that he was looking over in her direction, she looked away.

The man was amused and chuckled as he saw how adorable she looked with her flushing red face.

Flustered, Arissa gave him a deadly stare as she snapped, “What's so funny?”

After sneaking a few more glances at her, he did not stay around for longer and got up to freshen himself up.

The man's well-built figure left Arissa's heart beating wildly.

Shortly after, she opened the lunch box, scooped some oatmeal porridge into a small bowl, and left it aside to cool down.

She then walked over and hollered, “Benjamin! I'll leave to visit Mary now!” There was no response from inside.

She had took several steps forward, but worried that his gastritis would act up again, she turned and walked back. “Benjamin!”

As she did not hear any sound inside, she knocked on the door. “Are you alright?” “Mm...” At this point, Benjamin groaned in pain.

The astounded Arissa hastily pushed the door open and headed in.

‘With one arm on the basin supporting himself, Benjamin had his other arm cradling his belly. The crease between his brows deepened, and his head slightly lowered as he tolerated the pain and discomfort.

“Benjamin!” Startled, Arissa darted over and held onto him. “Are you alright?” The man seemed a little breathless. "Head out first...” She helped him out and put him on the couch. “Lie down and try to relax a little.” After helping him lie down, she massaged his temples.

Soon after, she poured a glass of water and fed it to him.

“Are you feeling any better?” Arissa looked at him with concern.

With his hand over his stomach, he pushed himself up and leaned against the couch, looking slightly pale and sickly.

She pulled a tissue to wipe the cold sweat rolling down his face.

Observing how she kept a gentle look while doing everything, the man's furrowed brows slowly relaxed into their original placement.

“Have some oatmeal porridge.” Avrissa sat at one side, took the bowl, and held it in her palms to check its temperature. She then stirred the bowl and blew it to cool it down.

She had wanted to pass it to Benjamin for him to feed himself.

Nonetheless, she succumbed to the sight of his weak look and eventually scooped up a spoonful and sent it near his mouth.

Benjamin opened his mouth to eat it though he was slightly frowning.

“Isn't there something else?” Avrissa shot him a look. “No wonder you have gastritis. You're one picky man!” Benjamin kept quiet in response.

“Your gastritis is acting up, so you can't eat solid foods now. Have ‘some oatmeal porridge first.” Arissa switched to cajoling the man.

She could not bear to retort him anymore since he was still looking sick.

“At least this tastes better than what you get in hospitals, right?” Benjamin gave a slight nod. “It does taste a little better.” “Isn't that good enough? It's late; hurry and have some. Otherwise, your stomach's going to hurt again.” Arissa continued feeding him while comforting him.

Benjamin had cooperatively eaten a few mouthfuls before the door

Benjamin had cooperatively eaten a few mouthfuls before the door flung open again, with Kingsley walking in.

The latter grinned brightly with a mischievous look on his face.

“Benjamin, you sure know how to enjoy life. You even have Arissa to feed you during meals.” Benjamin shot daggers toward Kingsley, who was chuckling and making fun of the man after settling down opposite him.

“Don't be so melodramatic!” Avrissa giggled at those words. However, she was still worried that Benjamin would feel provoked and hence quickly put forth an explanation.

“His gastritis is acting up.” Kingsley heaved a sigh. “This condition has been pestering Benjamin for a long time. It's all because of his erratic meal habits. Not only does he skip breakfast, but he also doesn't have his lunch and dinner on time either!”

Noticing that Benjamin was glowering at Kingsley, Arissa quickly chimed in, “From now on, remember to eat your meals on time. You have to take care of yourself and not jeopardize your health. Or else you'll be the one suffering!” “Did you hear what she said? Don't jeopardize your health.” Kingsley suggestively repeated those words.

Benjamin ignored him and instead cast an impassive glance at Avrissa. “Hurry up.” She was unquestionably dumbfounded at his attitude, but instead of holding a grudge, she patiently fed him the oatmeal porridge on the account that he was still a sick patient at that moment.

Sitting at one side, Kingsley grabbed an apple to munch on while staring at the pair closely. His lips could not help but curve into a playful smirk.