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,

so loudly that one’s

looked at her and reminded her, “Be quiet, don’t scare

mouth. “Put me down!” she hissed into

ignored her. He sat on a stool close to the bath lub, putting Larissa in his lap, then carefully removing the slippers and

wore short socks that covered only her toes and heels. Her ankles, which were exposed for the whole day, had already been frozen purple. It was

lips together. Larissa could see his ur happiness through her eyelashes. She knew that she was in the wrong, so she did not move

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

nothing as he lifted her

to mention having walked back

repeated, “I swear I’ll wear snow

her calves until her muscles relaxed, only

trousers and

steam. She felt a strange

he knocked on the bathroom