You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

Chapter 805 I

According to the doctor she consulted previously, it would be difficult for her to conceive again given her situation,

so she assumed that that would not be the case.

“Thank you, Dr. Leal!”

She then got up to see Liane off.

“Don't worry about me, I can make my own way out. Take care to rest, and do have something to eat before that.

Also, remember to apply the cream!”

“Okay!”

Arissa nodded. It was only after Liane went downstairs that she returned to her room to resume eating, after which

she lay down to rest on the bed.

Initially, she did not think herself tired. In the end, though, she wound up fast asleep.

She was not sure how much time had transpired before she felt someone touching her.

As soon as Arissa roused and saw what Benjamin was doing, she became self-conscious and hastily pulled the

blanket over to cover herself.

“You...”

Benjamin lifted his eyes to regard her. His lips curled up when he saw her face turn as red as a beetroot.

“What is there for you to be embarrassed about? It's not as though I have never seen you before!”

That caused Arissa to blush even harder. She shot a flustered look at him before she buried her face inside the

blanket.

“Benjamin Graham, you pervert!”

Her shyness only made Benjamin chuckle as he pulled aside the blanket, and his voice was gentle and teeming with

affection. “Come on, now. I'm just going to help put this cream on. It's going to make things all better!”

“It's fine. I can do this myself!”

Arissa felt like she desperately needed to go into hiding somewhere.

Her refusal elicited a subtle sigh from Benjamin. “Oh, fine. You do it yourself then!”

Arissa was being driven insane at the man's obliviousness toward the extent of her embarrassment.

“Do it now, or I'll do it for you!” he threatened.

She turned and poked her eyes out to stare at the man.

“Hmm?”

Benjamin pretended to move in closer, prompting Arissa to scurry off to the side. “I'll do it myself, so just turn

around and look away!”

Staring at her for a moment, Benjamin nonetheless complied and did as asked.

Grabbing the jar, Arissa swiftly applied the cream to her wounds. Following that, she got dressed and stood up to go

to the bathroom.

Owing to the manner her unhealed body was still smarting, her movements were a little stiff when she walked.

A pair of arms suddenly reached out from behind her and swept her up, giving Arissa quite the fright.

“I'll carry you in there!”

Benjamin peered down at her.

Red to the ears, Arissa turned away to avoid his gaze while Benjamin's lips curled up slightly.

After carrying her into the bathroom, he placed her down on a chair.

Arissa stood to her feet hastily to wash her hands, but she cast a glance in Benjamin's direction when she saw that

he was still hanging around.

“Are you going to wash your hands?”

As she eyed the man's hands, their well-defined and slender form brought a flush to her cheeks, which drove her to

avert her gaze while banishing the errant thoughts from her mind.

Regarding her briefly, Benjamin then bent over to wash his own hands.

“Are you still hurting?”

“Not anymore!”

Arissa was a little miffed at him for sending the doctor over to check on her at home.

“Why kick up such a fuss and call the doctor in over such a minor issue?”

Her murmuring caused Benjamin to furrow his brows, and he raised a hand to pinch her cheeks.

“Wouldn't hurt to err on the side of caution!”

Swatting away his hand, Arissa then wiped the water from her face.

“Why were you so careless last night?”

Benjamin's gaze was unfathomable.

“I'll be more careful next time!”

Arissa started to blush again.

Who said that he abstains from women? This man is practically a lecher.

Benjamin stopped teasing her and ruffled her hair instead. “Get washed up. We have to go downstairs for lunch.”

Arissa watched the man walk out. She then hurried to wash her face and also relieve herself before exiting.

“Let's go.”

Benjamin extended a hand to motion for her to go over.

“Let me get changed first!”

Arissa turned the other way to head toward the wardrobe.

Benjamin stuck both hands in his pocket. “There's no need for that since we're not headed out. You are going to

come straight back up to rest after the meal!”

“But I want to visit Grandaunt at the hospital!”

Having slept through the entire morning, Arissa did not want to be reduced to a sloth.

If they were to continue staying in bed, she reckoned that others would likely catch on to what they were doing last

night.

“Shaun is over there taking care of Grandaunt, so there's nothing for you to be concerned about!”

Benjamin had followed her over and was now leaning against the door, his gaze fixated upon her.

Retrieving a set of athleisure wear, Arissa then turned to give him a heads-up, “I'm going to get changed!”

The corner of Benjamin's lips curled up as though he had something to say, but Arissa hastily raised a hand to stop

him. “Not another word from you. Scoot!”

“Wouldn't hurt to arr on tha sida of caution!”

Swatting away his hand, Arissa than wipad tha watar from har faca.

“Why wara you so caralass last night?”

Banjamin's gaza was unfathomabla.

“I'll ba mora caraful naxt tima!”

Arissa startad to blush again.

Who said that ha abstains from woman? This man is practically a lachar.

Banjamin stoppad taasing har and rufflad har hair instaad. “Gat washad up. Wa hava to go downstairs for lunch.”

Arissa watchad tha man walk out. Sha than hurriad to wash har faca and also raliava harsalf bafora axiting.

“Lat's go.”

Banjamin axtandad a hand to motion for har to go ovar.

“Lat ma gat changad first!”

Arissa turnad tha othar way to haad toward tha wardroba.

Banjamin stuck both hands in his pockat. “Thara's no naad for that sinca wa'ra not haadad out. You ara going to

coma straight back up to rast aftar tha maal!”

“But I want to visit Grandaunt at tha hospital!”

Having slapt through tha antira morning, Arissa did not want to ba raducad to a sloth.

If thay wara to continua staying in bad, sha rackonad that othars would likaly catch on to what thay wara doing last

night.

“Shaun is ovar thara taking cara of Grandaunt, so thara's nothing for you to ba concarnad about!”

Banjamin had followad har ovar and was now laaning against tha door, his gaza fixatad upon har.

Ratriaving a sat of athlaisura waar, Arissa than turnad to giva him a haads-up, “I'm going to gat changad!”

Tha cornar of Banjamin's lips curlad up as though ha had somathing to say, but Arissa hastily raisad a hand to stop

him. “Not anothar word from you. Scoot!”