Sweet Subterfuge

Kevan couldn’t figure out what had angered Larissa. After he replied to her, she didn’t respond to him anymore.

On the other hand, Wendy was exceptionally polite to him. She even brought out her best vodka as a “thank you” gesture.

They sat on the couch, sloping vodka and chatting, while Aster nestled in Kevan’s arms, quietly playing with his toys.

Wendy shifted the topic to Aster, saying. “He really likes you.”

Kevan smiled softly as he gently patted Aster’s head. “I know.”

“What’s your plan? About your future with Larissa. I mean,” she asked directly, her eyes locked onto his.

unconsciously tracing the rim of the vodka glass. What did he think? Cl course. he would love to have a future with Larissa. But the crucial question was, what did Larissa

him now, he still feared that she would push him away once more

know about your past with Larissa.” Wendy’s candid confession made Kevan tremble slightly. He

ago, I would’ve kicked you out of here,” Wendy raised

she said; he gazed at Kevan in question. Kevan grew even more uncomfortable, feeling deeply

though this was what she intended, she didn’t want to ruin the image Aster had of Kevan, as she knew how much Aster adored

don’t you go to your room for a moment? I have something to talk

call me when you’re done!” Then, he turned to look at

Aster. But when he met Wendy’s gaze again, his body tensed, and he grew

Kevan, Wendy appeared more