Chapter 234
“Then rest well. We’ll bring you something to eat after,” Kevan said
“Sure.” Larissa did not want to talk to him anymore, so she did not reject the offer.
The moment Larissa got home, she lacked herself in her room.
She took out the marriage certificate hidden at the bottom of the drawer and stared at their picture together.
No matter how she looked, they did not match at all!
She angrily shoved the certificate back into the drawer.
She wanted to divorce Kevan at once, but this marriage was still beneficial to her, so she was reluctant too
After a long moment of mulling over the matter, she sighed and flopped back onto the bed.
“Just let it be, I guess,” she thought
Her marriage to Kevan was one of mutual benefit. Who cared if he had a mistress?
But her heart still felt terribly stifled and heavy.
Before 6 pm, Larissa heard the sounds of the door opening outside.
Kevan could not possibly come home so early. Apart from him, the only other person who could enter the house was Dylan
It turned out that she had made the wrong guess.
As soon as Larissa stepped out of her room, she saw Kevan rushing toward her. His brows were drawn tightly together, and his mouth was pressed into a thin line. There was a white plastic bag. in his hands, though she did not know what exactly it carried
“Why are you back so soon?” Larissa asked in surprise.
Kevan did not answer her question. He only quickened his steps to reach her before feeling her forehead with the back of his hand,
When he was certain it was normal, he let out a sigh of relief.
“Have you taken any medication?” he asked, and Larissa nodded. “Yeah.”
Brushing past her, Kevan entered her room, placing the white plastic bag on the table before
opening it up..
“Come eat.”
The food he took out was for two people, so Larissa asked him, “You didn’t eat with Dylan?”
“No.”
How could he eat when she was sick alone at home? Not to mention that he was not clear about her condition. Thankfully, she seemed okay.
Larissa chewed on the pasta before suddenly recalling something. She asked, “You’re not going out tonight?”
“No.” Kevan’s voice was low even as he focused on his own pasta.
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