The More The Merrier

The More The Merrier Chapter 317 Read Online

Chapter 317 Exercise With Me

“Good morning, Mrs. Graham!”

Edwin came over and was surprised to see Jack.

“Jack, when did you arrive?”

“I came over in the early morning.” Jack grinned.

Edwin nodded, then introduced Jack to Arissa. “Mrs. Graham, this is Jack.”

She nodded awkwardly.

Why do they keep calling me Mrs. Graham?

If Benjamin hears it, he’ll say I allowed them to do it.

“Calling me Arissa will do,” she corrected as she turned around and headed to the kitchen.

Edwin’s eyes darted between her and Jack.

Jack leaned closer to Edwin.

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“Is Mrs. Graham staying with Mr. Graham?”

Edwin looked at the curious Jack. “You should ask Mr. Graham instead.”

“You’re here all the time. Don’t you know?”

Jack pursed his lips.

Edwin chuckled and answered, “I’m not sure.”

With that, he whirled around and headed toward the kitchen too.

“Mrs. Graham, you must be hungry. I’ll prepare breakfast immediately.”

Jack dashed over. “Mrs. Graham, have the kids woken up yet?”

She looked at both of them, pondering who to answer first. Her gaze finally landed on Jack.

“They’re still asleep.” NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

She turned to Edwin.

“Edwin, I’m not hungry at the moment. I’m just used to preparing breakfast for the kids.”

“Let me help,” Edwin offered enthusiastically.

She smiled and accepted his offer.

“Did you sleep well last night, Mrs. Graham?” Edwin studied Arissa’s face with a teasing gaze.

He wanted to know if Arissa slept with Benjamin last night.

Something flashed across her eyes when she answered with a smile, “Pretty good.”

“Excellent!” Edwin grinned and didn’t pursue the question any further.

Jack dashed up the stairs to the kids’ room.

Opening the door, he peeked his head through the crack to see five similar-looking kids sleeping in a row.

Jack’s heart melted at the sight.

He sat down by the bed and couldn’t help his grin as he watched the sleeping quintet.

Benjamin had changed into sportswear and was coming down the stairs when he saw Arissa bustling about in the kitchen. He frowned at the sight.

“Arissa!”

She looked over her shoulder when she heard him calling her.

He was standing in the living room and was watching her with an intense gaze.

He gestured for her to come over.

Mulling over it briefly, she turned the gas on small, then went to the living room.

“What’s wrong?”

She stared pointedly at his handsome face.

“Come exercise with me.” The words were casual, but his tone was commanding.

She frowned unhappily at his tone, then gave him a once-over.

“Have you recovered enough to exercise?”

He arched a brow and inched closer to her.

“Didn’t you feel it earlier whether I have fully recovered?”

Her cheeks flushed red immediately.

She glared at him and snapped under her breath, “Crazy-”

“What?”

His cold, deep voice had her swallowing the last word.

“You can’t exercise yet. Doctor’s orders,” she advised through gritted teeth.

“I didn’t hear the doctor say that.”

Mirth filled his eyes as he watched her temper spark at his quip.

“You were asleep!”

She glared at him in a way that said that was the honest truth.

Chuckling softly, he then spun on his heels to head toward the pool.

“Bring my breakfast to the pool.”

He had changed his mind. He didn’t want to jog anymore; he wanted to swim instead.

Arissa gritted her teeth in frustration.

She didn’t want to obey his orders, but knowing she was living under his roof, she had no choice but to comply.

Turning around, she stomped toward the kitchen as she cussed him out in her mind.

In no time at all, she had prepared a breakfast platter and a glass of milk before placing them on a tray and bringing it to the pool.

However, when she reached the pool, she didn’t see him anywhere.

Her brows furrowed as she wondered, Is he messing with me?

She studied her surroundings and sighed. The rich truly know how to enjoy life. Even the pool looks luxurious.