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.

two years ago. She hadn’t even been able

reconsidered her options before finally dialing Dylan’s number.

established and hadn’t officially opened yet. Since he had no new cases to work on at the

of amusement. “Is

it convenient for come

you

to

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

the phone. Vaguely,

at the

vet Kevan was even quicker.

completely, Kevan had already jumped out

Dylan heard the sound of the car door closing, he turned and caught sight of a rapidly disappearing figure running toward the emergency room.

comer of the lobby on the ground floor. Beside

men bevaguely recognized.

ponder 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

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out a breath of relief and said. “Let’s go.

until she raised her eac and sew his

truly here

She stood up quickly. ‘Why are you here?

standing on the tip