Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 294

Aber some time, someone opened the door.

Larissa rolled around to see who it was.

It was Kevan, the person she least wanted to see. He was wearing a cashmere sweater similar in color and style to the one he wore yesterday.

However, she knew it was a different sweater because Kevan had the habit of changing his clothes every day, even if they were spotless.

From the long pants he wore yesterday, he had switched to looser jeans, His hair was combed neatly and lay flat against his scalp, giving him a clean cut and fresh appearance.

Kevan came in, carrying a paper bag with a luxury brand logo on it. He approached her slowly and placed it on the bedside table.

“Your clothes,” he said in an indifferent one. There was no trace of guilt on his face from forcing himself on her yesterday.

“Oh,” Larissa replied with a poker face.

Inexplicably, Kevan clenched his lists tightly. He continued speaking monotonously, “If you’re awake, get up quickly. It’s almost time for lunch. After that we will be going to Uncle Bernard’s house to visit him.”

“Okay,” Larissa answered,

turned around and

muscles and changed into the

conveniently covered the red h ickeys on her

the television was on, but

she heard voices coming from the dining

woken

exhausted from the journey. In addition, she was already feeling under the weather

Larissa sneered inwardly.

sure knew how to come

over. Why didn’t you listen? Violet reprimanded him, “Larissa doesn’t have any other relatives or friends in Bartham. When she fell sick, you left her all alone at the hospital. Tell me, is this something a husband would

Kevan remained silent.

your heart still longing for Ruby?” Violet suddenly

Violet to question Kevan so directly. Last night, she told her that Kevan and Ruby were just

curious about the answer to this question as well. Unable to

and I’m married too. What

why were you so much nicer to Ruby Instead of your wile? Besides, both of you were so close in the past. Anyone could have misunderstood!” Violet snorted coldly, “Fortunately, Lari isn’t that petty. I wouldn’t let you all the h ook so easily if I were in her shoes! A