Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 453

Larissa found it a little difficult to carry him in her arms.
Kevan hurriedly got up from the sola and lock the child from her.
“Aster
He lecked down at the boy, his heart aching greally for him, and his voice unconsciously became hoa rse Ico.
“Uncle Kevan “Asler greeted him politely, I ke the good boy he was, though the nasal twang in his voice was rather noticeable.
Kevan grilled his teeth, doing everything he could to conceal the harsh anger in his eyes. How dare Ruby touch his son? She must have been having it too good these few years.
Sitting down again, Kevan got Aster to sit on his lap.
“Does it still hurt? He wiped Aster’s tears away as he asked gently.
Dylan pursed his los discreetly as he thought to himself, “Jeez, father and son have great rapport for sure.” Only Aster could get Kevan to get over his extreme clean freakishness by making him willingly touch something that was absolutely disgusting in his eyes.

Aster nodded once.
Because of this simple act, the three adults in the room clenched their lists in repressed anger. Kevan breathed deeply thrice before he managed to push down his boiling anger again.
“Can 1 — see your injuries?” he asked Aster carefully, who nodded again while worrying at his lip. Trembling, Kevan slowly lilled the her of
his pajamas
The side of Aster’s wast as well as his back were lul, of alarming green and purplish bruises.
The air seemed to freeze at this moment
Kevan’s heart shuddered in his chest, and his normally calm eyes were now raging with emotion. Even Dylan’s face became lat as he
exuded coldness from how mad he was.
Kevan reached out with his hand. He really warted to touch those bruises, but he was afraid of hurting Aster. In the end, he pulled his hand back and let go of the pajamas, tightening his hug on Aster.
“I’m sorry.” His voice was shaking.
Sorry that Daddy had not protected you.
He hated Ruby, but he hated himself more.
Larissa could sense Kevan’s grief and rage, but she did not know what was the cause of such emotions. He had only met Aster a few times. Even if they hit it off instantly, it was unlikely for things to have reached such an extent.
“Have you finished making dinner? Dylan turned to ask her upon sensing her gaze. “Do you need my help?”
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