Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 778

Larissa’s body jalted. She backed away automatically. Out just as she had taken a step, her back was pressed up against the wet door. and her shirt was immediately drenched. The cotton fabric stuck to her skin, and it became transparent.

Kevan walked closer to her. His lace became clearer in the steam.

Larissa was like a mouse that was caught by a cal. She trembled in the comer. “Dont–don’t come here,” she warned him inellectively. My ankle is fine, I don’t need your help.”

Kevan watched her. Then, he held out his hand to her. “Come.” His voice was very light, but there was a threatening tone to it.

Larissa’s hand was already on the door handle. Her brain was calculating the chances of successfully escaping.

Kevan took one step forward and had her in his arms in a bridal carry before she could open the door,

screamed so loudly that one’s ears could have exploded.

her and reminded her, “Be

immediately covered her mouth. “Put me down!” she

bath lub, putting Larissa in his lap, then carefully removing the slippers and socks

ankles, which were exposed for the whole day, had already been frozen purple. It was a huge difference from her fair

happiness through her eyelashes. She knew that she was in the wrong, so she did not

to work tomorrow. The longest type of snow boots she automatically

still said nothing as he

had worn heels for the whole day, not to mention having walked back home from the train station. Kevan pressed on her flesh, and

Larissa repeated, “I swear I’ll wear snow boots tomorrow! I’m

massaged her calves until her muscles relaxed, only then did he put her

come out.” He stood up and brushed the wrinkles out of his trousers and left the bathroom before Larissa could react. She

the empty bathroom, surrounded by steam. She felt a strange sense of

The moment 30 minutes was up, he knocked on the bathroom door.