The More the Merrier

Chapter 782 Who Is More Important

Shaun asked Benjamin curiously, “What phone call?”

Benjamin’s silence spoke volumes. The doctor stared at his silent friend. Realization dawned on him, and he asked cautiously, “Did you answer Rosetta’s phone call?”

Benjamin pursed his lips in response. His actions immediately confirmed Shaun’s suspicions. He approached Benjamin and asked, “Are you still hung up on her?”

No one had dared to mention Rosetta’s name in Benjamin’s presence since she went overseas. Today, however, Shaun had broken the sacred rule.

Benjamin remained silent and stared into the distance. It was impossible to gauge his thoughts.

“Rosetta’s back at the worst time. I mean, it’s your choice if you choose to be with her. But as your friend, I feel obliged to remind you that Arissa’s an excellent woman. She single-handedly raised four kids out of the six she birthed for you. It was a dangerous situation, and it mustn’t have been easy for her to pull through. Mrs. Graham’s a sensible woman, and I’m sure she’ll understand once you share your thoughts with her. Don’t do anything stupid to hurt anyone, or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life!”

His and Kingsley’s observations told them that Benjamin truly cared about Arissa.

However, with Rosetta’s untimely return, it was difficult to tell which woman held a more important place in Benjamin’s heart.

Shaun sighed, wondering if Benjamin had absorbed even a smidge of his lengthy advice.

At last, Benjamin announced, “I’m going in to see if they’re done!”

abruptly turned and entered the ward, trailed by

were presently joking with the patient, who

him and said to Arissa, “Why don’t you all head back? There’s nothing else to do here, and I have plans to catch something on

teased, “Wow, Grandaunt, how many friends have you

was kind enough to wheel me out so I could meet some patients. They all live on the same floor and invited me to watch

well at the hospital. A short while later, she went home

that the children missed Mary dearly, Arissa cajoled, “You can video call your great-grandaunt

“Okay!”

the six children

hand and strode toward

hand out of his grasp, and her surprise only grew when she

hand again

to me right

unlikely given

and looked at Arissa. “Are we going home,

and asked, “Where else can we

knowing

haven’t brought us out to play in a long