The More The Merrier Chapter 998

Chapter 998Chapter 998
“Work hard to become a general in the future. You have my full support,” Benjamin encouraged
Zachary with all seriousness instead of providing a perfunctory response.
Zachary was thrilled.
“Sweetheart, you'll need to be exceptionally excellent to become a general. Therefore, you must study
hard and ensure you don't screw up your education,” Arissa reminded him with a smile.
“Don't worry, Mommy. My grades will never decline.” Zachary patted his chest confidently.
“I also want to become a soldier. Is that possible?” Tim asked.
He had always thought those young men in his village who joined the army were impressive.
Arissa answered him with a soft voice, “Of course. Once you're off age and fulfill the requirements, you
can join the army.”
“Mommy, what are the requirements?”
Tim gazed at her with gleaming eyes.
“Uhm. You need to have a specific height and weight, be free from any illnesses, and not have specific
scars on your body...”
After Tim heard that, the lights in his eyes dimmed. I have scars on my body. Does that mean I'm no
longer qualified?
Sensing Tim's dejection, Zachary asked, “What's wrong?”Arissa and Benjamin looked over and noticed Tim's sorrowful expression. Their hearts clenched at
once.
Arissa immediately turned around to hug Tim. “What's the matter, Sweetheart?”
“Mommy, I-I'm fine,” Tim lied.
Arissa knitted her brows, and her heart ached when she sensed Tim hiding his troubles from her.
“You can talk to me. Perhaps I can give you some constructive suggestions. Your daddy and siblings
are also here for you. Don't hide your problem from us, Sweetheart. Otherwise, I will overthink and be
worried about you.”
Tim glanced at her and whispered, “Mommy, I have scars on my body, so I cannot become a soldier
anymore.”
She caressed and consoled him, “You're still young. The scars will fade by the time you grow up.”
“But the scars are still there after so long.” Tim bit the corner of his lip.
“Where are the scars? Let me take a look at it.” Benjamin patted Tim's head.
Gavin added, “Tim, I think your scars shouldn't be an issue.”
“That's right. I also have scars on my body!” Zachary agreed with Gavin and comforted Tim, “The scars
won't be visible when we grow up.”
Jasper patted his chest and uttered confidently, “Tim, don't worry. I'll help you remove the scars after I
invent the medicine.”
“That's right, Tim. Don't be sad. Nowadays, scars can already be removed with current technology,”
Jesse piped up as well.“Let me have a look at your scars,” Benjamin asked again.
They wouldn't know where Tim's scars were if he didn't tell them.
Tim sneaked a look at the others before he took off his clothes.
Arissa's throat tightened when she saw the scars of various sizes on Tim that she had never noticed
previously. This child must have suffered a lot in the past.
Benjamin's gaze darkened. I didn't expect the reason Tim had always avoided letting us change his
clothes to be because he was hiding these concealed scars from us.
The colors of the marks varied, and the degree of injuries sustained was also different. Tim's petite
figure was riddled with scars.
Upon closer inspection, Benjamin noticed some scars had to be removed via interventions to disappear
completely.
“Tim, these scars won't be visible anymore when you grow up if you remove them now. Your dream to
enlist in the military won't be affected.”
Tim's eyes lit up. “Really?”
“Yes. I'll never lie to you.” Benjamin stroked Tim's head and explained, “These aren't problems that
cannot be solved. However, you'll have to undergo scar removal therapy. Are you afraid?”
“I'm not scared. As long as I can become a soldier, I'll listen to the doctor and be compliant with the
treatment.” Tim was elated.
Benjamin grinned. “The treatment won't hurt. I'll talk to Mr. Bailey about this tomorrow.”Tim nodded. “Thank you, Daddy.”
“You're welcome.”
Benjamin caressed Tim's head. Noticing Arissa, eyes reddened, keeping quiet, he pinched her nose.
“Sit still. Your eyebrows are not done yet.”
Arissa glanced at him before lowering her head to ask Tim, “Sweetheart, how did you acquire these
scars? Did you fall, or—”
“Mommy, most of the kids in the village have scars because we fell by accident. Don't dwell on this.” It
was Tim's turn to console her.