Sweet Subterfuge

After dinner, Violet showed no intention of leaving. Larissa, who needed to rest and recover, went to bed promptly at 8.30 pm every night as Kevan wouldn’t allow her to stay up even for a minute longer.

Once Larissa was asleep. Violet turned off the TV, patted the empty space beside her, and beckoned Kevan to come over.

“Come and sit here. I want to talk to you.”

Kevan sat down with a puzzled expression. His mother’s serious expression made him feel a bit uneasy.

“What is it?”

“When do you and Larissa plan to have children? Violetasked without beating around the bush.

mentally prepared at all hence

moment, he answered, “We don’t want

had originally planned to wait until his family fully accepted Larissa before bringing it up. By that time, even if they weren’t happy about it they wouldn’t have the idea of making

to her, but he also didn’t want his mother to have any

don’t want children,” he said, taking all the responsibility upon himself.

exclaimed in shock, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

agitation. “I don’t

the same thoughts as you. He thought children were troublesome and noisy, and gave him a headache! But he wasn’t as extreme as you. He just discussed it with me, saying that we should wait a little longer to have children. I pretended to

“He would sit by your cradle every day, and whenever you cried, he would pick you up and soothe you. He had much more patience with you than I did! At that time, besides breastfeeding, he did everything–changing diapers. bathing you putting you to sleep. He took care of everything and enjoyed

secret of his

solution. “You can discuss it with Larissa and start by raising a pet first. Once you get used to the feeling of being a parent, you might not reject children anymore.”