Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 25

“I’m fine,” Larissa said.

“But your shoulder-” He glanced at her swollen right shoulder.

“I injured my shoulder about a week ago. My shoulder was refractured because I’d been hit by a bag, not because of you or your car,” she explained.

The man’s expression did not relax. “Did the doctor prescribe any medication for you? I can go get it for you.”

Larissa shook her head.

“So, can you walk? Do you need me to help you? It’s so congested outside right now, trying to call a cab won’t be an easy feat. How about I send you home.”

His eagerness made her wary. “It’s fine,” she repeated, searching for another excuse. “I’ll call my friend to come and get me.”

Sensing the distance and resistance in her tone, the man defended himself hurriedly. “Don’t get me wrong, I have no intentions of taking advantage of you or anything like that! I’m just worried about you getting home alone in your condition. If you don’t want me to send you home, I’ll wait here with you until your friend arrives.”

Larissa cursed silently. She had no friends who could pick her up right there and

then.

closest friend, Wendy Simmons, had gone abroad to further her studies two years ago. She

her options before

in Covenford was still in the process of being established and hadn’t officially opened yet. Since he had no new cases to work on at the moment, he was rather free every day. Moreover, the Covenford branch of Microworks Corporation was just two streets away from the hospital. It wouldn’t be too much of a hassle for him to pick her up here.

hint of amusement. “Is there anything that I can help

it convenient for come by Victory General Hospital right now?

you

to

serious immediately. “Why are you at the hospital? Are you

explain too much over the phone. Vaguely, she replied, “Yeah. I guess. Sort of.

the hospital

vet Kevan was

stopped completely, Kevan had already jumped out of

the car door closing, he turned and caught sight of a rapidly disappearing figure running toward the emergency

the lobby on the ground

men bevaguely recognized.

the man’s identity. At that moment, his full attention was focused on Larisse. He examined her from head to toe once, but he didn’t see any

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of relief and said.

sew his usual cold and aloof face.

truly here

up quickly. ‘Why are you here? Where’s Dylan?”

while standing on the tip