Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 288
It wasn’t important to Larissa whether she got to meet Kevan’s parents. They werer’l a real married couple anyway, and Larissa already knew that they would go their separate ways one day, even though Kevan had no rtenlien of divorcing. Nevertheless, his resolution gave her an inexplicable sense of tear. She closed her eyes and made a decision. Tlcome.”
Kevan texted her the address, and when she read it out to the taxi driver, he turned around and locked her up and down with his eyes wide. There was curiosity in his gaze mixed with a litte envy. Kevan’s parents lived in the villa residential area in the city center. The price of land was costly at the city center, and although the villas were buill more than a decade ago, only high-class wealthy people could afford to live there.

The area’s security was very strict, and no laxis were alowed entry. Larissa alighted outside the gate and searched for the correct house number one by one in the piercing wind. Thankfully, the Rogers’ villa was not located very deep into the residential area, or she would have needed to wak for more than half an hour.
Every villa had a yard, but in fact, it was more of a park. Of course, it still couldn’t be compared to Pine Mansion, where Roland’ ived, and the Seymour family’s mansion outside Avenue 3, Standing at the yard’s gate, Larissa coud see the shape of the villa and warm yellow light spilling out of the windows.
She pressed the intercom, and someone in the villa answered it very quickly. “Who is it? It was an unfamiliar voice with a foreign accent Larissa introduced hersell warly. “Hi, I’m Larissa Seymour.”
“Oh, oh!” The other person seemed to have heard of her. 1 open the gate for you right away!” After the call ended, the metal gates swung open. Larissa walked inside slowly on the gravel path, and the moment she reached the man door, she spalled Kevar standing there with his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a light gray cashmere sweater with matching sweatpants and flutty slippers for winter. His clothes made him give off an air of warmth.
“Come here,” he said, stretching his arm to her. However, he didn’t hold her hand but touched her forehead instead. Alter being in the icy. wind for so long, he temperature was even lower than that of his hand, which was usually cold, Fortunately, she was no longer having a lever. Kevan stuffed his hand back into his pocket and turned around. “Come inside,” he said