Chapter 751 He Is Probably Having IMS After hanging up the phone, Arissa turned to speak to Benjamin, only to see him with an icy expression. That startled her for a moment. Whoa! What a sudden change in mood!
âIâve asked Mr. Frank to go and look for the document in your office. Iâm certain I delivered it to you.â Even if he wasnât lying to me, perhaps the document had been misplaced. As such, I must get to the bottom of this matter.
âGot it,â Benjamin muttered a cursory reply, his voice cold and indifferent. Arissa eyed him for a moment. Pursing her lips, she scooted back to the childrenâs side.
Similarly sensing Benjaminâs mood change, the six children stole a peek at him. âWhatâs wrong with Mr. Graham, Mommy?â Jasper queried in a whisper.
In response, Arissa curled her lips. âHeâs probably having IMS!â
At once, curiosity showed on the faces of all six children. âWhatâs IMS, Mommy?â
At that, Arissa guffawed. Benjamin frowned, likewise intrigued about the meaning of IMS. After laughing for a while, Arissa explained in a low voice, âItâs something like PMS. When someone has IMS, he has mood swings.â
The corners of Benjaminâs mouth twitched, and he pinched the womanâs ear. âOuch!â
Pain shot through Arissa, upon which she jerked her head to the side and shot daggers at the man, smacking his hand away.
âWhat are you doing?â
âWhat did you just say about me?â
Benjaminâs gaze was sharp and radiated a strong sense of warning. Arissa blinked, guilt flooding her. I spoke so softly earlier, yet he heard me?
She flashed him a sheepish smile. âNothing!â
Subsequently, she surreptitiously sneaked a look at the manâs expression. Seeing that he wasnât mad, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Benjamin snorted and shot her a glare. Looking away, Arissa asked the children, âWhat would you all like to eat for dinner, Sweethearts?â
All six children fixated their eyes on her. âAre you cooking, Mommy?â
âNope. But if you all would like to eat my cooking, I donât mind making a few dishes!â
Who knows, dinner might be ready by the time we arrive home. After all, Edwin has gone back to prepare dinner.
âMommy, youâre deliberately saying that, right? By the time we arrive home, dinner will be ready!â Zachary giggled.
Exposed by her son, Arissa was embarrassed for a moment. Benjamin stared at the back of her head fixedly. âIâd like to eat steak!â
Arissaâs lips twitched. I wasnât asking him! Upon receiving no response from her, Benjamin murmured in a deep voice, âWell?â
Sensing great pressure washing over her, Arissa turned and glanced at him. âIn that case, ask Edwin to grill it!â
âYou know how to grill a steak, no? Iâd like to eat your cooking!â
Benjamin gazed at her deeply. Arissaâs heart skipped a beat before it pounded wildly.
Goodness! I really canât stand him looking at me in such a manner. It makes me waver and relent!
âFine!â
The corners of Zachary, Oliver, and Jasperâs mouths twitched. Couldnât she have declined?
Conversely, Gavin and Jesse were over the moon that they would get to eat the steaks she grilled.
Tim was also very much looking forward to it.
Meanwhile, Benjaminâs thin lips curled up slightly.
Just when they arrived at the Graham residence, a phone call from Ethen came in.
Arissa hastily answered the call.
âHave you found it, Mr. Frank?â
On the other end of the phone, Ethen paused for a second before answering in a hushed voice, âYes, but there are only a few pieces of blank paper in the document you submitted, Ms. York.â
Arissa was entirely stunned.
âBlank paper?â
The More the Merrier ï¤Chapter 750 EX-husband Groveling to Me ï¤Chapter 730 Let Victor Shoot For You âYes. The label indicates that itâs from your office, so that should be it.â
At Ethenâs words, Arissaâs lips twitched.
Donât tell me I didnât print them out? But I did press the button.
Benjamin carried the children out of the car.
Standing beside the car, he bent over and looked at her. âAre you not coming out?â
Arissa cast a glance at him, mortified to the core. Ethen then uttered a call-closing statement before ending the call.
âPerhaps I forgot to print the document out, Mr. Graham. Iâll print it out for you in a while!â
She voluntarily admitted to her mistake.
Benjamin harrumphed softly.
Arissa took a peek at him. Puzzlement swamped her when she saw that he wasnât surprised in the least.
âDid you already see my document?â
âNope!â Benjamin glanced at her.
A while later, he added, âI only saw the folder.â
Words eluded Arissa.