You More Than Anything In The World
Chapter 120

Chapter 120 Thank You For The Hearty Meal

Gavin was amused.

"Daddy, don't you think Mommy's made a wonderful breakfast?"

A sharp look fleeted across Benjamin's eyes as he met his son's bright gaze.

With a faint nod, he answered, "It's not bad."

"What do you even mean by that?"

Arissa glowered at Benjamin, for she took pride in her culinary skills.

"I know it's delicious! Could it be that you just can't stomach peasant food, Mr. Graham?"

Benjamin studied her broodingly.

"Can you seriously call this fried egg delicious?" he quipped, glancing at the burnt egg on his plate.

For a moment, Arissa seemed stunned.

"I got lost in thought, so I wasn't paying attention. This is a mishap. It doesn't mean I don't know how to fry an egg. You will know I speak the truth after tasting it!"

She picked up her fork and reached for a fried egg, which she offered to Benjamin. Then, she placed another two onto Gavin's plate, leaving the burnt one for herself.

Benjamin glared at her, still frowning. "Why would you even want to eat the burnt one?"

Arissa looked at him before picking out the burnt part of the egg with her fork.

"It's still edible."

With that, she took a bite, enjoying her egg along with the oatmeal porridge she made.

"You can have mine, Mommy!"

Gavin offered Arissa one of the eggs on his plate.

"You can have it. I will get something else to eat."

Arissa smiled at Gavin before putting more food onto his plate.

"Eat up, Sweetheart!"

When she sensed Benjamin gazing at her, she turned her head to meet his dark eyes. Her heart sank.

"You sure know how to put up an act," Benjamin commented impassively.

Arissa, who quickly caught on to his implication, was momentarily stunned.

I'm not pretending to be Gavin's mother. I am his mother.

"I'm only trying to cheer him up. Isn't that the most important thing? Am I wrong, Mr. Graham?"

Benjamin's eyes darkened when he gazed into her twinkling eyes.

"You have a silver tongue, Ms. York."

Arissa pulled her lips into a thin line, putting an end to their conversation. Instead, she glanced at Gavin lovingly.

"Sweetheart, how is breakfast?"

I would have prepared more if I had known Gavin's coming over. I worried that he wouldn't like my cooking, since he's used to delicacies.

In the end, Arissa was still slightly unnerved.

"It's all right. Mommy, your cooking is amazing! I like it!"

Gavin relished his food.

Arissa was grateful that he wasn't giving an empty compliment. He actually liked the food.

"Eat as much as you want, then. Watch out. Don't burn yourself."

Benjamin did not like the Arissa was paying so much attention to Gavin.

Narrowing his eyes, he swept a glance at her.

Arissa took note of the man's penetrating gaze. Yet, she chose to ignore him. She ate her food in silence.

All the while, the four children observed what was happening in the dining room from their hiding place on the balcony.

None of them touched their oatmeal porridge, for they did not want to cause a commotion. They munched on other food instead.

Arissa wondered where they had gone off to. The doors to both bedrooms were wide open.

After checking on Benjamin, who was having his breakfast as he sat on the master's seat, she stole a glance at her surroundings. She didn't replace the children. Instead, she happened to meet Benjamin's questioning gaze.

With a smile, she lowered her head and went back to eating.

Benjamin eventually looked away when he failed to notice anything amiss.

After breakfast, Arissa held Gavin in her arms for a while and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "Sweetheart, have you had enough to eat?"

"Yes. Thank you for breakfast, Mommy. Both Daddy and I are full. I hope we're not intruding." Gavin was quite mature and considerate for his age.

"Of course not!"

Arissa pinched his nose affectionately.

"I will gladly cook for you whenever you visit. You can always call me before you drop in."