The thermostat was turned on by Lewis before he left. He specifically set it to 82.4°F. The warm air brushed against the exposed side of her waist. Larissa tossed from the heat, but the skirt of the nightgown prevented her from moving well, and it rolled up further.Her head was heavy, and it was also throbbing. Her body felt like it was on fire. This made her realize that she probably had a fever.Her arm was so heavy that she could not lift it at all. Larissa made a lot of effort to pick up her phone that was charging in the bedside cabinet. She did not know who put her phone on Do Not Disturb because Lewis and Gary each called her once in the afternoon, but she did not hear them.Lewis even sent her a WhatsApp text. "I have dinner with a client, so order something for yourself if you're hungry. Don't wait for me."Looking at the time, Lewis must be at the dinner right now.Larissa was unwilling to disturb him while he was working. She did her best to crawl to the edge of the be
The act of unbuttoning was very difficult for her weak fingers, especially when she was holding the thermometer with one hand. Doing so with just one hand was very difficult. She tried several times, but the button seemed to be fighting with her. No matter what she did, the button refused to go through the hole.A few minutes later, Kevan could not stand the look on her face as she was on the verge of a breakdown. He bent down to unbutton her nightgown for her as fast as he could before quickly turning around. He stuck his hands in his pockets and stood there stiffly."Tell me when you're done. I'll help you check the time."Larissa's instincts were not sharp right now, but when his cold fingers brushed past her burning chest, it still made her body and heart shiver. Her temperature seemed to have risen up again, and she quickly looked away and focused on the thermometer.Five minutes passed, and Kevan soon had the thermometer in his hand. He studied the instrument carefully under
Larissa did not know how to describe what she felt right now. She should have felt happy in some way—Yvette losing her life because of her darling youngest daughter could only be described as "what went round comes round," and "karma was a bitch." There could be no better-fitting phrases than those.But the truth was, Larissa was not happy. In fact, her chest felt a little suffocated—she could not tell if it was because of Yvette or if it was a side effect of the fever.Larissa could not help but wonder if Yvette thought of her when she was at her life's end. Did she regret any of the things she did to Larissa before? Those tears that she cried, were any of it—even for a little bit—meant for Larissa?In the end … it was hard for Larissa to be at peace about Yvette's death. However, she would never get the right answers to her questions forever.Larissa lost her energy, and she fell asleep before the first IV bottle could be finished.Kevan entered from the living room, and the nur
"Thank you." Larissa's voice finally stopped sounding like a torn piece 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 froze 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!"Although she did not like to trouble others, she would rather choose Milly over Kevan. There was no other reason—being with Milly would not be
"Milly?" After ending the call, Larissa raised her voice and called. The bedroom door was only half closed.Milly stuck her head inside and heard Larissa ask, "Is there anyone outside?"The person outside …Milly turned carefully to see—Kevan was looking at her too. He expressionlessly shook his head, and Milly got the message at once. "It's just me.""Oh." Larissa slumped into the head of the bed at once. Her grip tightened around her phone, and her thumb kept rubbing unconsciously at the screen.The phone's screen also kept lighting up and blacking out because of that. The camera happened to be pointed at her face, and the phone unlocked automatically. Larissa's thumb accidentally tapped on WhatsApp, and Kevan's chat was right there.After she went abroad to recover, the number of people who looked for her lessened a lot. Because of that, even though the last time she spoke to Kevan was more than half a month ago, his chat was still the first on the list.Larissa stared at K
Although Larissa knew that the young man was purposely making things hard for her, he was still fine compared to some of the weird hotel guests she had met. Such little trouble was not enough to make her angry at all.This time, Kevan replied very quickly, "You're sick."Larissa understood what he meant at once. That young man kept wasting their time, which caused her to catch a cold, which led to her having a fever and basically being sick."My body is just weak. Bartham is too cold, and the wind is strong. Even if I didn't go to the hospital today, I would have gotten sick anyway."Kevan did not reply for a very long time. After some time, he finally texted three words. "I got it."It was him reaching a compromise with her.Larissa let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you."She did not want a whole family to be ruined because of her.…The cold medication that the doctor gave her made her drowsy. After Larissa took it, she felt sleepy very soon after. When she was somewhat half-
There should be family members going to pay respects to Yvette the second day after she had been buried. But the only "family" Yvette had now was Larissa. But this funeral was never arranged according to what was "normal." Lewis wanted Larissa to not attend the funeral because she had not fully recovered.The cemetery was at a secluded place on the outskirts. It was colder than the city, which was packed with buildings. Larissa's fever had not fully gone down yet. If she went out and caught a cold again, it would only make her fever worse."Just let me go." Larissa's nose was so clogged that her voice had a nasally sound to it. "We'll be leaving tonight, and there won't be any chances to do this in the future."Lewis studied her for a while. "You're sure?"Larissa nodded without hesitation. "At the very least, she gave birth to me."After Yvette died, Larissa let go of many things. It was not that she was trying to be a saint or anything. She just thought that it was not worth
Yvette was buried in a regular cemetery along with the "normal" people that she once looked down on. She would sleep forever among the pine trees on the hill.Because Larissa didn't care, Lewis had not picked the plot of land where Yvette would be buried. He got someone to recommend a spot. It happened to face the man-made lake. The scenery was nice, but they had to climb up to the halfway point of the hill.Bartham had been stricter in their management of funeral proceedings and visitations. The candles Lewis brought with him had to be thrown away at the bottom of the hill.He joked to Larissa, "I guess Yvette will never get lit candles for the proceedings."Larissa bit her lip as she stared at the candles that were now in the trash can. She did not say anything."Do you think everything Yvette did was worth it?" Lewis asked her, "She sold her body at such a young age to get a life of luxury in return. She bowed down constantly with the Seymours, was disrespected by everyone, and