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.

at all hence he was

he answered, “We

it 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 didn’t expect his

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

taking all the responsibility upon

“Do

know.“Kevan replied, calm despite his mother’s agitation. “I don’t like

that we should wait a little longer to have children. I pretended to agree,

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,

first time hearing about the secret of his birth and

you can’t firmly reject having children just because you don’t like them now. I think. Violet pondered for a moment and proposed a solution. “You can discuss