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.

hence he was stunned

moment, he answered,

up. By that time, even if they weren’t happy about it they wouldn’t have the idea of making him give up on Larissa. But he

also didn’t want his mother to have any

taking all

“Do

his mother’s agitation. “I don’t like children. They’re

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 agree, but later I used

the old memory, she burst into laughter, “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

Kevan’s first time hearing about the secret of his

you don’t like them now. I think. Violet pondered for a moment and proposed a solution. “You can discuss it with Larissa and start by raising a pet first. Once you get used to the