Chapter 702: Chapter 703

Chapter 703 Clean Up Your Mess Yourself “All I did was make a promise. It doesn’t necessarily mean I’m going to marry your daddy.” “Really?” the kids asked.

“Really. I’m not that stupid,” Arissa reassured them. While the kids were happy with what she said, Darius wasn’t all that pleased about it.

“Issa, were you lying to me?”

Arissa blinked nervously at him. “Old Mr. Graham, I...”

Darius pursed his lips. “You don’t have to explain it. I know you were only saying it to make me feel better. Honestly, I can’t believe how useless Benjamin is! It’s been so long, and he still can’t win you over! He may not take this seriously, but it’s making me very anxious! I might end up dying without seeing him get married!”

Tears started flowing down Darius’ cheeks after he said that, much to Arissa and the six kids’ surprise.

Mary felt moved by his emotions and teared up as well.

“I’m sorry, Old Mr. Graham! I shouldn’t have upset you by saying such things!” Arissa said apologetically.

She felt guilty for letting her emotions get the better of her.

“You are not to blame. It’s Benjamin’s loss for not marrying you. I just don’t know how I’d answer to his mother when I see her in the afterlife,” Darius replied while his tears continued to fall.

“Please don’t cry, Old Mr. Graham!”

As Arissa had little to no success consoling him, she could only turn to the two butlers for help.

Edwin and William tried their best to console Darius but failed all the same.

“Don’t be upset, Grandpa,” Tim said as he came over and held Darius’ hand.

However, that only seemed to worsen things as his face reminded Darius of Benjamin.

“Oh, Benjamin... It’s all my fault! Will you please forgive me?” Darius wailed and cried even harder.

Arissa glanced at the two butlers, only to see them shake their heads helplessly in response.

“Old Mr. Graham, I’m not saying I won’t marry Benjamin. I will marry him eventually if he truly likes me and treats my kids right,” Arissa explained, but Darius was too upset to listen.

“Benjamin has always hated me and would often go against my wishes just to spite me, but I like these kids of yours. Not only are you two most suitable for each other, but you two are also the parents of six kids. Imagine what would happen to them if you two weren’t married! Everyone is going to laugh at them forever!”

Arissa gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder. “It’s not that serious. They’ve been separated for five years in the past, so what’s another year or two?”

“That’s easy for you young ones to say! I’m not getting any younger, you know? I might actually end up dying without seeing you two get married!”

Darius replied with a sniffle.

As Benjamin was the one who had to make that decision, there wasn’t much Arissa could do about it.

Left with no other options, she could only give Benjamin a call.

Benjamin answered the call after a few rings and asked in a commanding tone, “What is it?”

“Old Mr. Graham started crying, and I can’t seem to console him,” Arissa replied with pursed lips.

Benjamin fell silent, and she couldn’t tell what he was thinking at the time.

Feeling a little guilty, Arissa continued, “The kids objected to us getting married when they found out about it earlier, so I comforted them by telling them I only said that to set Old Mr. Graham’s heart at ease, and that I didn’t mean it—”

“You created this mess, so you’re going to clean it up yourself!” Benjamin cut her off coldly and hung up the phone.

Arissa froze when she heard the line go dead.

Oh, no... He’s angry! I shouldn’t have said that on a whim yesterday!

As that thought flashed across her mind, she turned around, only to see that Darius was still crying.

“Please stop crying, Old Mr. Graham. It’s really bad for your health.”

The kids tried to console him too, but to no avail.

“As long as...”

The More the Merrier Chapter 702 EX-husband Groveling to Me Chapter 730 Let Victor Shoot For You Arissa was about to say something but quickly held her tongue when she realized an issue.

Wait, this isn’t something I can just decide on my own. Even if I agree to marry Benjamin, the kids will object to it. I don’t have a solution that satisfies both Darius and the kids at the same time.

“Will you give me a bit more time, Old Mr. Graham? I’ll work on convincing the kids about this. I promise I’ll marry Benjamin if the kids agree to it.”