Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 149

The massage oil had a strong pungent medicated scent that was rather repulsive.

Kevan’s first thought was to get up, but Larissa’s warm touch on his back was so comfort ng that he decided to put up with the

unpleasant smell

Kevan closed his eyes and bit his lower lip instinctively, restraining himself from all thoughts of trying to escape.

The expression on his lace twisted into a grimace, making Larissa think that she had applied too much force. She carefully reduced the

pressure on his back

“Does it hurt?” she asked Kevan

Kevan shook his head, “It doesn’t hurt at all”

He had survived worse injuries, such as getting shot at er stabbed with a knife. A massage from her was nothing more than a mosquito

let alone painful.

you must tell me! Larissa reminded him.

entered Kevan’s office. Immediately after, he saw Kevan

turned around in a hurry. “I didn’t see anything. Just

realizing Dyler’s misunderstanding. She shouted after him. “Dylan, come

one hand and a

himself for being so over the top earlier.

the bruise with some gauze. He shot a disapproving glance at Dylan, suppressing his frustration at being interrupted

to Dylan. “Have Howie order some takeout for

was Kevan’s

all the way here to express her gratitude to Kevan? Since I have

why he asked

personally cooked lunch for him? Dylan pouted with a

spoke nonchalantly, “At

nodded in acknowledgment,

sister’s?” Dylan gave Kevan a side–eye. “Did you say something nasty to her?

you!”

Dylan’s lip, Larissa found the bag easily. Inside were the

urge to call Lana up and question her about the lood. Silently,

containers.