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.

prepared at all hence

moment, he answered, “We don’t want children.”

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 objections toward Larissa

don’t want children,” he said, taking all the

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

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

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 agree, but later

you cried, he would pick you up and soothe you. He had much more patience with you than I did! At that time,

Kevan’s first time hearing about the secret of his birth

and proposed a solution. “You can discuss it with Larissa and start by raising a pet first. Once you get used to the feeling