Chapter 100
Kevan had been accustomed to the filthiness of humanity since he was very young.
He’d never trusted anyone–not even his own parents.
The education he’d received told him that there were only two kinds of people in this world–those who were
useful to him, and those who weren’t.
He’d never had deep interactions with people either, let alone go on to develop feelings for them.
Joy, sorrow, anger, despair–all those emotions were nothing but distractions–luxuries he couldn’t afford.
A man like him. He supposed he was more of a perfect robot than a human. After all, what was he other than
the machine created single–handedly by his family in order to inherit the family business?
He could perfect a great many things, and none of those would be remotely flawed.
Everyone he knew, and everyone else who knew him, had nothing but praise for him.
And he’d never really questioned how wrong his upbringing or his life had been.
That was until he met Larissa.
Larissa was an unexpected presence in his life.
He enjoyed the feeling of controlling everything, but Larissa’s presence was not within his calculations. And yet. he didn’t hate it. Quite the contrary, he rather liked having her in his life.
Because of Larissa, he grew to feel what joy, sorrow, and anger were.
Or, rather, all the joy, sorrow, and anger in his life were solely because of her.
So, he could not understand why Larissa would even grieve over Travis‘ death.
Especially when, in his mind, betrayal was a serious offense.
Everyone who’d betrayed him in the past had ended up with fates crueler than death.
Still, he had to admit that his jealousy had played a considerable role in his outburst earlier as well.
But of course, Larissa had no idea about any of this.
It didn’t stop her from easily forgiving him right there, however.
“I accept your apology,” she’d said.
Larissa supposed those who were good–looking had their advantages after all.
Faced with his forlorn expression riddled with guilt, she was immediately rendered speechless.
Moreover, he’d never had any ill will toward her. He was just trying to stand up for her, albeit his words were rather harsh.
Kevan observed her facial expressions carefully.
Chapter 190
Only when he was certain that she hadn’t just forgiven him because she felt pressured to, did he finally feel at
ease.
“Are you still sad?” he asked.
Larissa didn’t know how to respond to that so she pressed her lips together and remained silent.
Kevan patted the empty space beside him. “Lie down. I want to show you something.”
Fuck–what a terrible line.
A few inappropriate images flashed through her mind, especially when Kevan later added, “I promise you’ll like it.”
“I refuse.” Larissa wanted to say.
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