The More The Merrier Chapter 281 Read Online


    Chapter 281 Do Not Keep Me Waiting For Too Long


    Benjamin’s eyes darkened. “Are you going to retaliate?”


    Arissa responded with a smile. “Of course not.”


    He’s the boss. Of course, I’m not that stupid to step on his toes.


    Instead of offending him, Arissa wanted to take this opportunity to cling to him.


    Looking at the changes in her facial expression, Benjamin smirked. “Go and prepare a meal for me


    then!”


    Arissa looked around and realized they had reached home.


    She put on a smile and opened the car door while carrying things in her hands.


    She then ran over to Benjamin’s side and opened the door for him. “Watch your step, Mr. Graham.”


    After taking a nce at her smiling face, Benjamin tidied his shirt, stepped out of the car, and entered


    the house.


    Arissa puckered her lips. This man must have gotten used to people serving him.


    “Don’t keep me waiting for too long!”


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    Upon hearing that, Arissa who was deep in thought then caught up with him. “The butler has prepared


    lunch for you, hasn’t he? I can cook dinner for youter!”


    Benjamin narrowed his eyes and tilted his head aside. “I thought you said you’d do what I want? I want


    you to cook something for me right now!”


    Arissa pressed her lips and responded, “Okay!”


    He’s just gonna ignore the lunch the butler prepared for him? What a waste.


    “Mr. Graham, Ms. York, wee home!”


    “Carry these for me, will you?” Arissa handed the documents and luggage over to Edwin.


    She then turned around and ran toward the kitchen.


    “Are you feeling better, Mr. Graham?” Edwin studied Benjamin from head to toe and thought he looked


    all right.


    “Yes, I’m fine!” After taking a nce at the butler, he walked toward the living hall.


    “Lunch is ready. Shall I invite Ms. York over?”


    “Don’t worry. We’re not in a hurry.” Benjamin sat down on the couch.


    Edwin then looked in Arissa’s direction. What is Mr. Graham doing here when Ms. York is heading to


    the dining hall?


    Edwin did not know Arissa was actually running to the kitchen.


    After putting the things in one corner, Edwin went to the kitchen.


    He got confused when he saw Arissa busy cooking. “What are you preparing? Lunch’s ready.”


    “Mr. Graham wants me to cook something for him!” Arissa looked at Edwin and answered him with a


    grin.


    Edwin finally understood what was going on between the two. He smirked and said, “Let me help you,


    Ms. York!”


    “It’s all right. I can handle it myself. I’ll whip up something simple. Go and take a rest.” Arissa smiled.


    “And please stop calling me Ms. York anymore. Call me Arissa or Issa!”


    Edwin narrowed his eyes and teased, “I wish I could call you Mrs. Graham!”


    His remark rendered Arissa speechless. “Please watch your words. Mr. Graham might me you for


    uttering nonsense.”


    I don’t want people to assume that I made him call me Mrs. Graham.


    “Mr. Graham wouldn’t mind. You’re the mother to the children, so technically speaking, it’s not wrong for


    me to call you Mrs. Graham!” Edwin had grown fond of Arissa.


    Arissa had given Mr. Graham five sons. No one else deserves the title more than her.


    “Please, just call me Issa!”


    Arissa responded with an awkward smile while continuing to prepare food for that bossy pants.


    Since Benjamin had just recovered from an allergic reaction, Arissa avoided ingredients that were high


    in protein. Instead, she made baked beef strips and mushroom soup.


    Edwin, who was lending her a hand in the kitchen, was pleased to witness her culinary skills. “They


    smell great. Do you cook all the time?”


    Arissa looked at Edwin and nodded. “I’ll try to cook dinner if I get home early. Take-outs are not healthy


    for the kids.”


    Edwin grinned and nodded. “You must have taken good care of the kids.”


    Edwin then brought the food to the dining table and removed the thermos covers from the other dishes.


    Arissa too brought the soup out of the kitchen after turning off the stove.


    “Careful, Ms. York. Put it down. I’ll carry the soup for you.”


    “It’s fine. I’ll do it.” Arissa then ced the soup on the table.


    The dishes filled the entire dining table. Arissa wondered if the two of them could finish them all.


    “Lunch is ready!”Content from N?velDr(a)ma.Org.