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Chapter 105 Let Us Eat Together
“Daddy!” Gavin ran over to his father excitedly.
Benjamin embraced him and stroked his head. “Are you having fun here?”
“Yes! Mommy… Ms. York has made me a lot of delicious food. I like all of them!”
The four children hiding inside the room smirked when they heard Gavin say that.
Zachary murmured under his breath, “How shameless!”
Benjamin’s eyes lit up. He turned to face the woman standing idly at the door.
“Aren’t you going to close the door?”
Arissa sighed and did just that before joining them.
“Mr. Graham, have a seat. Gavin’s having his dinner. Let him finish his meal first. Then, you may bring
him home.”
Benjamin narrowed his eyes. Can’t she read the room and invite me to dinner? After all, I’m her boss.
“Well, I haven’t eaten yet. Let me join you.”
With that, he carried Gavin in his arms and walked toward the dining table.
Arissa was bewildered. Never had she imagined that Benjamin would invite himself just like that.
“Why? I invited you for dinner at my house last night. Won’t you at least allow me stay for dinner
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttonight?”
Benjamin glanced at Arissa.
Arissa smiled awkwardly at him.
“Of course I will. I’m just not sure if you like my cooking.”
She was actually scared that he would discover the four children hiding in the other room.
Benjamin let out a light snort as he cast a glance at the food on the table.
A lavish dinner indeed. Hmm… isn’t this a little too much for just two people?
“Where are your kids?” he asked as he put Gavin down and sat down on the master’s seat.
Arissa tucked her hair behind her ear. “My friend took them to his house. They’re staying there for a few
days.”
Without uttering a word, Benjamin fixed his stare on her.
As she met his deep eyes, her heart beat like a drum.
“I’ll get you the silverware.” With that, she turned and walked away.
Benjamin looked in her direction and then shifted his gaze toward Gavin.
“Daddy, loosen up. You’ll scare Mommy,” Gavin muttered as he looked at Benjamin.
Benjamin’s frown only grew deeper.
That rendered Gavin speechless.
Benjamin noticed something amiss when he looked at the other seats at the table.
The chairs are untidy and there are traces of food on the table, as though someone was there a minute
ago. Hmm…
“Mr. Graham, what would you like to have? Soup, or pasta?” Arissa asked as she came back with a set
of clean silverware.
“I’m fine with either.” Benjamin stared at her.
Avoiding eye contact, Arissa served him some pasta.
Hurry up. Finish your food and leave.
She smiled as she placed the bowl in front of him. “Enjoy your meal, Mr. Graham.”
Benjamin grabbed a fork and dug in.
Sitting down beside Gavin, Arissa filled his plate with some food.
“Let’s eat.”
“Okay.” Gavin’s eyes narrowed in delight.
Daddy and Mommy are here. It’ll be nice if my brothers are here too.
Benjamin’s brows loosened when he saw the smile on his son’s face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You made all these just for the two of you?” he asked casually.
Stunned, Arissa grinned. “Believe it or not, I was expecting you. So, I made a little more than usual.”
Benjamin chuckled.
She sure knows how to butter someone up! She seemed reluctant to have me stay for dinner just now.
She might have hoped I could wait in the living room.
Pointing at a fish, Gavin went on, “Daddy, Mommy made this for you.”
Arissa’s mouth twitched. Sweetheart, that’s for you.
As a matter of fact, Benjamin and Gavin shared the same tastes.
Benjamin knew that she had not prepared the dish for him, but he was happy to hear that coming from
his son.
“Let me have a taste.” He peered at her, and then took a bite of the fish. “Not bad. You make a wonderful
cook, Ms. York.”
Arissa smiled awkwardly upon hearing his compliment. “I’m glad that you like it, Mr. Graham. Help
yourself.”
His liking toward the fish was so strong that he barely touched the other dishes.
In no time at all, he consumed the entire fish.
Arissa gaped.
He’s really making himself at home, isn’t he? The kids have barely eaten anything.