Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 669

“Thank you.” Larissa’s voice finally stopped sounding like a torn plece of paper, but it was still hoarse and ugly.

*… You’re welcome.” Kevan gazed at the now empty glass and removed his arm from her back. “I’ll pour more water.”

Larissa clearly hated any physical contact with him. She clearly Iroze up because of his arm around her earlier. But when he removed his arm, her heart felt somewhat empty.

She looked down, putting away all emotions she should not be having, and she muttered, “No need.”

Kevan froze.

Larissa’s quiet voice sounded behind him. “Where’s Milly?” Milly was the nurse who was waiting outside.

Kevan bit his lip and answered honestly. “She’s resting in the living room.”

“Tell her to come in.” Larissa clenched at the corner of the blanket, her head bowed very low. “She will help keep an eye on the drip. You can go back!”

trouble others, she would rather choose Milly over Kevan. There was no other reason–being with Milly would

would have some kind

he manage to control the ruthless anger he felt. He kept reminding himsell that she was a sick person now and forced down the urge to just lay out his

silently brought the glass with him

Larissa was stunned for a couple of seconds. Soon, she relaxed–but at the same time,

nice. “Do you still want water?” She showed the ful glass in her hand–the same glass that Kevan had

him earlier.

Larissa shook her head.

that. She nagged her. “Well you need to drink lots

sweated so much

everything she said but hummed in agreement hall–heartedly at all the

IV bottle for her. She also changed the subject. “I just heard that a former colleague from the hospital has

today.”

Milly was observing her while she talked about all this. It was like Milly was

up the conversation and waited for Milly to continue.

“He’s actually a

the word “morgue,” a lace appeared in her mind. Urged on by the idea, Larissa