Sweet Subterfuge

hapter 116

Dylan deliberately emphasized the word “girlfriend‘ and dragged out the end syllable of the word.

Larissa’s face tumed red, and she immediately explained, “Julia misunderstood the situation.”

“I don’t think it’s a misunderstanding. Aren’t you Kevan’s girlfriend?” Dylan showed a sincere expression.

Just as Larissa was about to retort, he added, “Your contract wasn’t signed for nothing.

That made Larissa shut up. Then, Dylan rapped on the table and addressed Kevan, who had been standing in place after he entered the house. “Aren’t you going to pan–fry the steak?”

Kevan shot him a warning glare and said, “I didn’t prepare anything for you.”

“Well I don’t like steak anyway.” Dylan acted as if he didn’t understand the meaning of his words as he looked at the steaming pot. T have some sealood instead.”

and scooped a spoonful of butter into the pan. Dylan had no intention of stopping and said, “I need to use

so stingy? Dylan glared at him and muttered in dissatisfaction. “We’ve been friends for so many years. Now that you’ve moved, you didn’t even prepare a pair of slippers for me. Both of you have slippers,

care, but Larissa was

don’t

“No way!”

“Don’t let him!”

spoke simultaneously, their gazes locked on each other. After an intense

small and pink. They’re not

going to the washroom? What if there’s water on the floor, and you get your socks wet? Larissa asked, removing her slippers as she spoke. Her genuine concem made

There are disposable sippers in the shor cabinet. I just don’t like wearing

them in hotels, and it was uncommon for people to have them

things Kevan prepares for his

her feet, feeling

to use the washroom? Why are you

“Okay, okay. Fine.