Larissa's body jolted. She backed away automatically. But 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 face became clearer in the steam.Larissa was like a mouse that was caught by a cat. She trembled in the corner. "Don't—don't come here," she warned him ineffectively. "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.Larissa screamed so loudly that one's ears could have exploded.Kevan looked at her and reminded her, "Be quiet, don't scare Aster."Larissa immediately covered her mout
"Thank you," Larissa said.Hearing this, Kevan frowned.Aster did not understand what exactly was happening between them. When he saw that Kevan did not say anything, he put his hands on his hips and scolded the man. "Daddy! You must tell Mommy 'You're welcome'!"Kevan stared at Larissa dully before he finally said, "You're welcome."Aster was happy, but Larissa felt a chill run down her spine. She finished the milk, abandoned the glass, and escaped to her bedroom."I'm going to bed! You two go to bed too!"Aster watched her go and sighed. "Mommy is so old now, why is she still so naughty?"Kevan patted Aster's head as his expression softened. "It's okay if Mommy isn't good. We just need to protect her."…Larissa was able to fall asleep because the milk helped. Still, she was so cold that she woke up at midnight.The thick blanket was still covering her. It had not been kicked off by her while she was asleep like she thought.Larissa curled up, hugging herself m. She tried
Larissa did not sleep well. Previously, she was so cold that she was shivering. Alas, now she was so hot that she kept sweating.Still, there was a somewhat cold hand that kept holding hers. It gave her strength.When she woke up, the house was still dark. She stared at the ceiling for a while before she woke up fully. As usual, she rolled over to get her phone. But a strong grip pulled her back the moment she moved.Larissa hissed before getting a good look at what it was. Only then did she notice the dark figure half-lying on the bed. Even though she could not see the person's face, she knew it was Kevan.He was sleeping with one arm pillowing his head. He was sitting on the floor in a twisted position so that he could stretch out his legs.Her heart aching for him, Larissa pushed him using their joined hands. "Wake up!"Kevan did not sleep very deeply. He woke up the moment she called him. "You're awake?" He sat up. His voice was hoarse from sleep. Without waiting for Larissa
Kevan wished that he did not need to take his hand out of hers. When his hand was empty again, it felt like he left half of his heart behind too.Larissa did not stop him this time. She could go without breakfast, but Aster could not.While Kevan was making breakfast in the kitchen, Larissa got out of bed and went through her morning routine. After that, she grabbed her work things and went to Wendy's room.Having been distracted by the father and son last night, Larissa had forgotten that she wanted to focus on her work. Although she was still uncomfortable because of the cold, her fever was gone. But she could not fall asleep again even if she wanted to.It was better to finish the slideshow instead.It did not take long for someone to knock on the door. Larissa closed her laptop and stuffed it under the blanket with her documents."Who is it?" she asked."Me." Kevan pushed open the door. There was a tray in his hands. "I made chicken soup." He placed the tray on the bedside t
Kevan stared at her. He did not say anything, but his emotions were overflowing from his eyes."I know it hasn't been a week yet. But—" He licked his lips out of nervousness and held her hands instead. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Do you have an answer already?"Larissa froze at once. She did not think that he would mention this. She had been counting the days. There were still three days left before the week was up. Larissa was not someone who dragged out decisions, but this specific decision was hard for her.She wanted to wait. But … Kevan could not seem to wait any longer."I …" She lowered her head. She did not know what to say.Kevan's bright eyes dulled at once. He did not plan to rush her. He knew that she still held things against him, and knew that this would not disappear so quickly.He was willing to give her time to process everything. But he could feel that she did care about him through her attitude today. And the reason that she cared about him—The more he
Larissa sneakily went to the door. She pressed herself against the door to listen to what was happening outside.The living room seemed to be empty.Larissa rejoiced. She planned to get her laptop and documents back in secret without Kevan noticing.Alas, the moment she opened the room door, she heard the sound of the next door opening too."Mommy!" Aster shouted, "You're awake!"Larissa's heart skipped a beat. Her expression showed some annoyance at the untimeliness of her son's appearance.Kevan followed behind Aster. He looked at her, his eyes stopping at a specific place before they quickly moved away. His expression became somewhat unnatural too.Larissa was confused as she touched her face. Still, before she could figure out what was wrong, Aster shouted out the problem. "Mommy! Why is your mouth swollen?!"Larissa froze.Aster was young. He screamed, "Did you trip on your mouth? Did a mosquito bite you? Are there even mosquitoes in winter?"Larissa covered her mouth an
Larissa hated taking pictures. This weird quirk was because of a very unhappy experience from her childhood.The Seymours were a typical rich family. When the first compact camera was just invented, Lana owned one when she was still in elementary school.Children were always curious about new things. As a result, whenever Lana ran around the Seymour Mansion taking pictures with her camera, Larissa would sometimes secretly watch Lana from her bedroom door.The camera film only had twenty snaps per film roll. The Seymours did not have a special darkroom, and it was rare for the photo studios on the streets to have one too.So, Lana always took several photos on several film rolls, and a driver would take them all to a photo studio several miles away to get them developed. After that, the photos would be brought home.Lana was young. The camera was more like a toy to her. She took very random photos, so there were too many films that were either too bright or too blurry. The photos c
Hearing the noise, Kevan threw down the spatula and ran out of the kitchen."What's wrong?" He was still wearing the apron with flowers printed on it. Larissa was already used to the comical sight of him wearing that apron."I'm. Fine." Larissa coughed out the two words with difficulty. She coughed so hard that she bent over with a hand on her chest.Kevan quickly poured a glass of warm water and pushed it into her hand.Larissa moved to the balcony. She pulled off her mask to drink the water.Having managed to calm down, Larissa glared sharply at the two guys who were watching her a far distance away. She said, "You two stay away from me!"Seeing that Kevan was going to walk over to where she was, she pointed a finger at him and shouted, "Especially you! Don't you dare come close!"Kevan frowned and stared at her in confusion. He did not understand why within a few short hours, she went from willingly hugging him to sleep to hating him so much she had to avoid him.Larissa's f