Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 47

Vivian did not expect herself to encounter such a difficult person like Kevan. She did not relish this experience, but she could only swallow this bitter pill as she was the unreasonable party in this matter.

“My apologies, Mr. Shields, I will decline her at once.” She bowed lightly and backed away a bit before turning to leave.

She had just left when the soft, yellow curtain was cracked open. Poking her head out, Larissa called out softly, “Vivian?”

However, she only saw Kevan on the sofa.

she asked him in confusion. “I just

hands in his pockets as he went to Larissa. “Is there something wrong?” He stopped before her and looked

today. In such close proximity, Kevan could clearly see the soft hairs on her face and a little red spot behind her right ear. Her skin was so soft, though

to

thought made itself known, Kevan could not help licking his dry lips

worried at her lip, unsure if she should tell him what was

lobes, all kinds of romantic scenes flashing through his mind’s eye–like him sucking gently on her lobes. His

wait, I guess.” Larissa was about to draw the curtain when a hand shot out and

so composed on the inside, Kevan’s face was still nonchalant as ever. “I don’t know how long Vivian’s going to take.”

bit her lip in clear hesitation before saying, “Could you help me with the zipper on the back? I accidentally zipped my hair into it when I did it earlier. I

stuck, and the zip