Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 659
“The person you like likes you too.” Kevan’s voice was faint and it carried a bit of reproach in it.
“Who the f uck likes Sharon?” Dylan blew up at once, and he slammed his glass on the low table. He warned Kevan, “Don’t lucking make sh it up in your head”
But his gleaming eyes, as well as his flushed ears, proved that he was embarrassed.
“I can see it with my own eyes.” Kevan snorted lightly before suddenly becoming serious again. “You can’t even tell me the truth?”
Dylan jolted. Kevan’s words made him will losing all the anger he had held previously. After he finished a glass of whiskey, he seemed to have gained some courage while losing his own dignity at the same time..
“It’s not that I can’t tell you the truth, I just haven’t figured myself out yet.” Dylan’s words were rather sincere.
He did hate Sharon-he hated the way she played tricks on him. He hated the way she forced his former lover away from him.

But this hate had become rather mild after many years of being together. What replaced it was a strange, complicated feeling that he could not figure out. He only knew that he was angry, sad, and afraid when Sharon misunderstood him. When Sharon talked about divorce, every inch of his body was protesting the idea.
“Well, this is you liking that person,” Kevan concluded for him. Except that Dylan’s liking for Sharon had been covered up by his habitual hate for her, so he could not figure things out.
Dylan silently drank his whiskey. His brain was now in a mess. To be exposed all of a sudden by Kevan, he needed some time to process it all
“If you like her, then treat her better,” Kevan advised him. “Don’t hold onto that dumb bit of dignity and regret it all later after your wife is
gone.”
“Like you?” Dylan eyed him with a teasing smile on his face.
“My situation is not the same as yours.” Kevan spoke confidently. “Larissa doesn’t like me.”
He had investigated her before and knew how cold and heartless she could be to the people who may like her, but she did not like back. So, every step he took was very careful like he was stepping on ice. He did not dare to show his true feelings because he was scared that the moment she knew about them, she would distance herself from him without mercy.
“But the end result is the game. Dylan spoke the truth without giving Kevan any consideration.
Kevan glared at him and snapped. “Shut up!”
Dylan suddenly became alive and provoked him without any lear. “Didn’t you say that you wanted to chat with me?”
Kevan began to regret it. He kicked at Dylan, shouting. “Go away then. Go now!”