Chapter 130: Chapter 130

Chapter 130 Your Face Is Red Half an hour later, they entered the driveway of the Graham residence.

The corner of Arissa’s lips twitched as she realized where they were.

She turned to look at the man resting beside her and felt her heart thumping non-stop.

“You brought me to your house?”

Benjamin was silent.

She stared at the man’s handsome features, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

Benjamin slowly opened his eyes, his gaze intense. It was like an endless vortex, effortlessly captivating you. A slight mistake, and you could fall into his trap.

Arissa met his gaze and felt her heart skip a beat.

“Mr. Graham, won’t I be a bother at your house?”

Even though this was the only way she could see Gavin, she was anxious. Her other kids were still at home.

“Gavin would be happy to see you.”

Benjamin’s gaze on her remained intense.

She blinked once, twice, and quickly averted her gaze. “I would be happy to see him, too.”

He glanced at the curvature of her lips, his expression darkening.

“Why do you like my son so much?”

He suddenly leaned towards her, his musky scent penetrating her nose.

She gulped and sank into the seat as much as she could at his sudden movement.

“Because he’s cute!”

She glanced at Benjamin, eyes twinkling at the thought of Gavin.

Their eyes met once more and she could feel her heartbeat accelerate.

The man’s intense pheromones invaded her space, and she could feel her ears turn red from how hot they were.

Her tainted pink cheeks made her look more attractive than she already was.

Benjamin’s gaze darkened as he closed the distance between them.

Arissa went stiff, not daring to make a single movement.

She could feel his warm breath on her face, and the sudden intimacy was overwhelming.

Luckily, the driver turned in his seat to inform them they had arrived.

“Mr. Graham, we have arrived...”

The driver quickly turned back to face the front when we saw the intimate scene behind him, not daring to take another look.

Benjamin silently glared at the driver and moved to get out of the car.

His expression turned bitter.

He returned to his usual arrogant self, a complete 180 from the version of him who was charming her moments ago.

Arissa was flushed red.

He opened the door and stood at the side of the car, slightly bending down to stare at her. “Aren’t you coming?”

She stole a glance at him and quickly averted her gaze, feeling awkward.

“Oh,” she answered and hurried to get out of the car.

The moment her feet hit the ground, she realized just how close Benjamin was to her. From a third-person’s point of view, it would seem like she was in his embrace.

She took a step back and looked up at him, stunned.

“Mr. Graham,” She cautiously called out to remind him of their inappropriate proximity.

The More the Merrier Chapter 129 EX-husband Groveling to Me Chapter 730 Let Victor Shoot For You Benjamin’s eyes flickered, but his face remained stoic. “Your face is red,” he said and turned to enter the house.

At that comment, Arissa’s face became even redder with embarrassment.

The corner of her lips twitched as she watched him calmly walk away, unfazed.

She quickly caught up with him and said, “Mr. Graham, thank you for your help, but I need to get back to my kids at home. I really can’t stay here. I need to go back!”

She couldn’t help but be anxious at the thought of the kids alone at home despite Bradley accompanying them.

Without looking back at her, Benjamin calmly said, “I already sent someone to bring your child here.”

What an aggressive man! B-But... Bring my child h-here?

She stared at the broad back of the man and gulped. But which child is he talking about? I have four!

“Uh... there’s no need. I can go back on my own. It’ll be all right as long as I am careful.”

Benjamin suddenly stopped in his steps, causing Arissa to knock into him.

Ouch!

She felt a sharp pain on her nose bridge as she held a hand up to nurse it.

He turned around and looked down at her. “Where are your eyes at?”

The corner of her lips twitched again as she chuckled dryly at his sneering tone, trying to refrain herself from yelling at him.

He was her boss and her source of income. He wasn’t someone she should offend.