The More the Merrier

Chapter 681 Making Sure Arissa Takes Her Medicine

Amidst Benjamin’s deep breathing in his sleep, sleepiness gradually descended upon Arissa. Before she knew it, she, too, was in dreamland.

When she woke up the next day and didn’t see Benjamin, she had a sudden realization. She grabbed the alarm clock beside her and saw that it was nine o’clock.

“Argh!” Arissa exclaimed as she jumped out of bed. She hurried into the bathroom before dashing out in the blink of an eye.

She ran down the stairs, only to be greeted by silence. It was quiet, with nary a soul in sight. “Grandaunt? Sweethearts?”

Have they gone to the hospital?

Hearing the sound outside, Edwin rushed out of the kitchen.

When he saw Arissa looking around, he informed her at once, “Ms. York, Mr. Graham has brought everyone to the hospital.”

Arissa was annoyed. “Why didn’t they wake me up?”

Why did I oversleep? How could I have not heard anything in the morning?

She had slept through the entire night uninterrupted.

Edwin smiled. “Mr. Graham said that you were sleeping soundly and told us not to wake you up. Ms. York, Mdm. Mary will be staying at the hospital for a while now. You should wash up while I reheat your breakfast.”

Arissa was embarrassed because of Edwin’s nosy gaze. “What time did they leave?”

“A little past six.”

That’s early!

heading back upstairs

dressed and came back down

your breakfast.

was waiting by the staircase with

felt nonplussed. “Edwin, you’re teasing me again by addressing me

“William told me that you promised to register your marriage with Mr. Graham. Are you

cleared her throat awkwardly and murmured, “I did that to pacify Old

tone, “Mrs. Graham, Old Mr. Graham

went to the dining room

Mr. Graham has instructed me to boil the medicinal soup for you. It’s ready. You can have

“What medicine

“The one you have been taking prior to this. It’s good for regulating

“Okay.”

She could already taste

how Arissa was grimacing in fear of the

Bailey to adjust the composition of the medicine. It’s not

the gesture, Arissa

It’s not. Mr. Bailey assured us of it. If you still feel that it is, we’ll get him

sighed in her heart as she resigned

phone rang. It