You More Than Anything In The World -
Chapter 538
"How dare you talk back!" Benjamin felt strange to be faced with Arissa's resentful gaze.
He lifted his hand and flicked her forehead, warning, "Don't be a bad influence on the kids."
Arissa opened her mouth to say something, but she could only scold him in her heart. What's his problem? It's his picky behavior that's going to be a bad influence on the kids.
When Benjamin saw the change in her expression, he chucked inwardly. "Are you scolding me?"
"Oh, I wouldn't dare to," Arissa replied with a snort.
"Really?" Benjamin raised his eyebrow devilishly, exuding an aura of dominance.
Arissa was speechless.
At the same time, the six children watched them without blinking.
Jasper grinned mischievously, cheering for Arissa, "Mommy, don't be a pushover! I'll back you!"
Arissa's lips twitched, and she turned to glare at him. "I'm not!"
I'm being smart by adapting to the situation.
Jasper snickered, but he was criticized by Benjamin, "Hey, don't talk like that to your mother."
Benjamin frowned. From whom did he learn to speak like that?
Jasper pouted.
"Why are you scolding him?" Arissa glared at Benjamin. Why is he so strict with his son?
Benjamin's handsome face darkened, and he chastised, "How could he say such things to you?"
"Why not?" Arissa was rendered speechless.
Benjamin knitted his brows. He had the urge to teach her a lesson at that moment.
"You're being fierce to Mommy again!" Gavin rolled his eyes at Benjamin.
Benjamin frowned and shot him a glance before turning to look at Jasper. "Who taught you those words?"
When Arissa heard Benjamin's question, she finally understood what he was angry at.
Her confidence faded. She glanced at the stern-looking man and then at her son.
Hearing that, Jasper cowered. If it was not because of fear being a bad influence on them, Arissa would have wanted to tease the boy for being more cowardly than her.
"I learned it from surfing the internet," Jasper answered.
He picked it up, thinking it was cool.
Benjamin frowned harder and growled, "Don't watch too much nonsense on the internet in the future!"
Arissa hinted to Jasper to nod, to which the latter did immediately. "Mr. Graham, I rarely surf the internet. It's just that I saw many people saying such things. Even Mr. Hinton said it. That's why I did the same."
Suddenly, Benjamin cast Arissa a stern gaze, and she grinned sheepishly. "Why are you glaring at me for? Don't all men speak like that?"
She really did not think it was that serious. At least he wasn't cursing.
"Have I ever said that to you?" Benjamin asked suddenly.
Arissa blinked, staring at the grim-looking Benjamin.
She tried to repeat Jasper's words in her mind, and her heart sank. The meaning was totally different.
Her cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned away, not daring to meet Benjamin's eyes.
Putting on a stern face, she said to Jasper, "Don't say such things in the future. All of you must not learn such words, okay?"
Jasper looked at her and nodded. "Got it, Mommy."
"Got it, Mommy!" the other children replied in unison.
"Let's eat!" Arissa bent forward and served the children with food before continuing to stuff herself. She did not even bother looking at Benjamin.
Tim was a curious child. He leaned toward Zachary and asked softly, "What's the meaning of surfing the internet?"
Is it some kind of fishing net? Why do I not understand the meaning?
Zachary felt bad for him and explained softly, "Have you seen a computer before?"
Tim shook his head, saying he was not sure. Every child in the village said his brother had one, but he had never seen it.
"Does it look like a television?"
Zachary paused for a while and nodded. "Something like that. But it has different functions. Nowadays, smartphones have similar functions as a computer, that is, they can connect to a signal. It lets someone read the news, novels, watch movies, search for information, play games, and so much more!"
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