The words ‘matching set for couples’ popped into Larissa’s mind, and she quickly rejected the idea. The most reasonable answer to this was that he bought all the slippers in the store for convenience. If she looked in his shoe cabinet, she would find … What? Nothing inside?This discovery was unexpected, and she suddenly found the slippers uncomfortable. Then, Kevan put their shoes back into the cabinet. When he turned back, he saw Larissa staring at the shoe cabinet with a complicated gaze. He wasn’t sure what she was thinking about."What’s the matter?" he asked. Only then did Larissa return to her senses and force a smile. "Nothing.""Come in." Kaven ignored her. He took off his jacket and simply threw it on the sofa."Sit." Larissa followed his order and sat on the edge of the sofa while Kaven entered the kitchen.His kitchen was open, so she could clearly see him opening the freezer door and fumbling through it. When he came back, he'd gotten her an ice pack. "Put it
Outside the apartment building was a supermarket. Most families staying at Foxtail Garden had their own nanny, and they rarely cooked. These nannies usually came here early to buy the ingredients they needed that day. Therefore, when Larissa and Kevan arrived, there weren't a lot of customers, and most ingredients were gone, leaving a few vegetables on the shelves. Kevan brought a lobster, steak, and some seasonings to save time. When they arrived at the cashier, a woman came in from outside and saw Kevan. She asked in surprise, "Mr. Rogers? Why are you here?"Larissa looked over to see a woman around her fifties. She had a grocery bag on her shoulder, so she had to be someone's nanny. "I'm buying some ingredients." Kevan took his credit card back from the cashier before putting everything in the bag. The woman looked at him and then at Larissa. "Do you need me to prepare dinner tonight?"Kevan replied, "No." The lady nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay!" Then, she looked a
Dylan deliberately emphasized the word "girlfriend" and dragged out the end syllable of the word.Larissa's face turned red, and she immediately explained, "Julia misunderstood the situation.""I don't think it's a misunderstanding. Aren't you Kevan's girlfriend?" Dylan showed a sincere expression. Just as Larissa was about to retort, he added, "Your contract wasn't signed for nothing."That made Larissa shut up. Then, Dylan rapped on the table and addressed Kevan, who had been standing in place after he entered the house. "Aren't you going to pan-fry the steak?" Kevan shot him a warning glare and said, "I didn't prepare anything for you." "Well, I don't like steak anyway." Dylan acted as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words as he looked at the steaming pot. "I'll have some seafood instead." Kevan couldn't scold him in front of Larissa, so he temporarily suppressed his anger and scooped a spoonful of butter into the pan.Dylan had no intention of stopping and sa
When they argued, Larissa felt extremely uneasy. Dylan was using disposable items like a guest while she was… Lost in her thoughts, Larissa absentmindedly cut into the steak, resulting in a jarring sound as the knife grated against the plate. Both Kevan and Dylan's gazes snapped to her. For a moment, even Larissa was shocked. "Finding it difficult to sink your teeth into?" Dylan jested, a teasing tone in his voice. "No!" Larissa quickly denied, her gaze shifting towards Kevan. Then, she lowered her head and added, "The steak is delicious." Kevan's culinary skills exceeded her expectations. The steak was cooked to perfection, and he had even made the black pepper sauce himself from scratch. Remarkably, the sauce had an impeccable taste, comparable to that of high-end restaurants.Kevan seemed to have read her mind and explained, "I bought the slippers because I found them adorable. Since no other woman has visited my place, I thought you could wear them. If you prefer dispos
When the door closed, Kevan set his cutlery down on the table."Aren't…" Before Dylan could finish his sentence, Kevan discarded all the remaining food into the trash can, including the lobster he had peeled. "Hey!" Dylan exclaimed, but it was too late for him to stop Kevan. "If you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me," Dylan complained. However, Kevan ignored him and cleaned the table with a cold expression. Once he was done, he put all the plates into the sink. Then, he turned on the tap and washed away the dirt on his hands. He pointed at the sink and told Dylan, "You're responsible for washing the dishes." After saying that, Kevan went to take a shower. Dylan was still there when he came out, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. Kevan noticed that the sink was now empty. Kevan draped the towel around his neck and asked impatiently, "Why are you still here?"Dylan crossed his legs and adopted a serious expression. "I need to teach you a lesson," he declared.
When Larissa reached her office, she locked the door behind her, feeling a sense of unease settling in. Unable to fully concentrate on her work, she found herself constantly on edge, listening intently to any sounds or movements outside her office. When someone passed by her door, she would freeze and be on high alert. Even after the person had moved on, she still felt tense. By the morning's end, her state of tiredness was no different from when she got off work.Close to noon, Larissa saved the report she had done halfway and was about to grab lunch. Suddenly, she heard footsteps outside her door again. This time, the footsteps came to a halt right outside her door. Subconsciously, she held her breath, her senses on high alert as she tried to discern the sounds. Her heart was racing. Suddenly, there came three knocks on her door, causing her to involuntarily swallow nervously. Then, she asked, "Who's there?" "It's me," came the voice of a young man, sounding oddly familiar.
After a few days of being on high alert, Larissa never encountered Yvette again. She surmised that Yvette must have returned to Bartham. Larissa thought that Yvette had probably learned from the Hardy family that her disobedient daughter had finally received a deserving punishment. Although she was slightly hurt by the whole ordeal, at the very least, her reputation wouldn't be affected. Hence, she didn't need to stay in Covenford anymore.While Travis' funeral was taking place, Larissa seized the opportunity to accompany Dylan to the courthouse. With Travis no longer alive, the need for a divorce dissipated. Nevertheless, Larissa had to address matters concerning the house. Substantial evidence emerged, prompting the housing authorities to acknowledge their errors and declare the transfer procedures for Travis' property as invalid. As a result, the ownership transfer was revised, designating Larissa as the rightful owner.The entire process was not without its challenges. Fortunatel
The waiter soon found Larissa's name and said, "Okay. Please follow me." Larissa stepped inside and was taken aback by the sight of the hall brimming with pink roses. The walls, ceiling, tables, and even the chandelier, were adorned with artful arrangements of pink roses. As a result, the warm yellow lights reflected a soft pink hue, enhancing the ambiance with a gentle and dreamy atmosphere. While still in the hobby, she overheard the roses being flown in from abroad. There were about six large crates of it, and it took a team of dozen people to meticulously decorate the venue. It was evident that Lucas had spared no expense or effort in organizing this banquet. Lucas had reserved a small ballroom with approximately thirty tables. The guests' names were placed on each chair to ensure everyone was in the right place. Larissa was seated at a table positioned in the center of the hall. To her surprise, there was an empty seat opposite her, and as she looked closer, she noticed that