Sweet Subterfuge

After Violet left. Kevan sat alone in the living room for a long time. He knew his mother was just speaking out of anger and wouldn’t actually sever their relationship.

Based on his understanding of her, she would most likely try to convince Larissa instead since she couldn’t get through to him. Hence, he felt it was necessary to give Larissa a heads–up in advance.

The next morning, during breakfast, Kevan probed, “Has my mother mentioned anything about having children to you these past few days?

Larissa was surprised. “She mentioned it to you too?”

“Yes,” Kevan nodded.

“How did you respond to her? Larissa asked anxiously.

Luckily, she hadn’t said anything the day before. Il Kevan’s made–up reasons didn’t match, his mother would begin to suspect something

“I told her that I don’t like kids and don’t plan on having children,” Kevan said.

That astonished Larissa as she never expected Kevan to shoulder the blame himself. She couldn’t help but applaud his courage.

“So, how did she react? Did she compromise? Larissa asked.

he took a sip of his steaming hot coffee. “Since she didn’t convince me,

of what she says, you have to firmly insist that it’s me who doesn’t want children

held her mug, feeling the warmth of the hot milk through the cup, spreading to her palms. “Is that

didn’t fully agree with

don’t you just tell her that we’ll have children in a few years. At least it will pacify her for now.”

said it before.” Kevan stared at her intently, his sharp gare carrying a clear warning. “We won’t

your lover hadn’t gotten a divorce back then? if you don’t get divorced, are you planning to keep dragging her along without giving her a

to continue the conversation with her, Hence, he gulped down his remaining collee,

to the company. Remember what I said.”

over more than an hour early. That wasn’t the

while she cared a pink cage

the door, Larissa lell

what’s all this?”

cardboard boxes into the kitchen and then placed

and the short fur of its small body looked clean. Its eyes were as clear and light blue as the sky, beautiful

Larissa’s lap, bending down to gently stroke its back.