Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 95

He seemed to be calling out for someone, and that name was exactly the same as her nickname.

Larissa’s heart rate accelerated.

She clutched her chest and straightened her body. “Don’t overthink. Do not overthink-”

There were so many people in this world that shared the same name as her. Who knew which one of those

people he was calling out for?

As if he were trapped in a nightmare, Kevan’s brows knitted even tighter, his expression becoming increasingly panicked.

“Lari, don’t go!” He almost shouted this with all of his remaining strength, his voice pitiful and desperate.

Larissa had never seen him look so fragile before. Suddenly, she felt a little sad for him as well, her heart

wringing with pain.

Kevan’s arms emerged from below the covers and flailed about the bed. His fingers clenched and unclenched,

as if he were trying to search for something around him.

Instinctively, Larissa reached out.

As soon as Kevan’s hands touched hers, he caught her arm and squeezed it, the mere force of it so strong that

he was about to

sucked in a breath, stifling the cry of pain that threatened to rise within her.

brows relaxed gradually and his breathing changed from his initial shallow pants to

against the headboard and wiped away the sweat

unease from the unknown dream he was having. but there was also that unmistakable satisfaction that filled her chest as he gradually became

The doorbell rang.

have been the doctor called in by

his grip, but every time she shifted in

tightened.

he murmured.

and she even forcefully tried to pull her arms away, but

continued ringing–again and again, its frequency more and more impatient.

could think of no way

mind. She leaned closer and

Chapter 95

he was sleeping, he could still

scrunched his nose,

melted into a puddle.

the Lari he’d been calling for all

actions, she must have hurt him very deeply.

softened. “Really, I’ll just go

lay unmoving, not saying a word.

gently, the tone of her voice lifting at the end, like a girl coquettishly seeking his attention. “Be good, will you?”

was told.

lips before

change his mind, so she sprinted out of