Larissa's unexpected actions caught Kevan off guard. After a pause, he smiled and said, "Sure."
"I want to go too!" Aster exclaimed and jumped off the sofa, rushing toward Kevan.
Wendy acted swiftly and caught Aster by the waist. She held him in her arms tightly. "Why are you going out so late at night? It's cold outside. You might catch a cold!"
Aster struggled to escape, but Wendy glared at him and threatened in a low tone, "If you struggle any longer, I will not take you to McRonald's behind your mother's back again!"
Aster settled down immediately.
Wendy shot a smile at Larissa and Kevan. "I will take care of Aster. Don't worry. Larissa, take your time in sending Mr. Rogers off. If you don't want to come back home, it's fine too."
Larissa shot her a glare, signaling for her to shut up. She grabbed Kevan's hand and said, "Let's go."
Larissa's apartment faced the street, with the main road just outside. Kevan's car was parked by the roadside, less than six feet from the apartment entrance. It took less than a minute to get to his car.
When Kevan unlocked his car, Larissa's heart sank. Grabbing his wrist instinctively, she said, "Let me walk you home." She lowered her head, and her voice was muffled by a thick wool scarf that covered half of her face.
Kevan raised his eyebrows. "On foot?" Larissa nodded. "Yeah!"
"It's too cold. I'm not dressed warmly." Kevan seemed unwilling.
He only wore a thin shirt under his coat. His neck was exposed to the wind. Staring at his Adam's apple, Larissa had a distressed look on her face.
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