Chapter 358
Sweet Subterfuge
Kevan and Larissa both froze.
If this was before, Kevan would have rejected Dylanâs unreasonable request and had him take a cab to come over, but todayâ¦
He looked down at Larissa and asked for her opinion with his eyes.
âLetâs go to the airport then.â
The moment she said that both of them breathed quiet sighs of relief. The elevator happened to arrive right at this moment too.
Kevan asked Larissa. âYou want to come along?â
She nodded and said. âSure.â Ever since she came to Bartham, she rarely contacted her friends in Covenford.
After the new year, Dylanâs career seemed to take of She frequently saw him posting on Instagram in the dead hours of the night, creating stories about how he was still up reviewing case files. Afraid that she would disturb him, Larissa never took the initiative to contact him.
The truth was, she missed him quite a bit..
Naturally, Dylan heard them talking. âAre you with Larissa?â he asked Kevan, who grunted in affirmation.
âSheâs coming with me to pick you up.â
âShe doesnât need to be at work today? Although Dylan was happy, he was also confused.
Larissa did not announce her broken leg to the world, and Kevan was not someone who talked much, so Dylan only knew of her kidnapping by Jay Cole through the news, but nothing of the details of the kidnapping.
Kevan just grunted again as a response, and he said. âThe signalâs not good in the elevator. Iâll call you again once we get to the airport.â
They did not say anything on the way to the airport. They were afraid that the moment they opened their mouths, one of them would bring up the subject of divorce. So, they could only pretend and lie to themselves this way while keeping themselves on tenterhooks.
They had specifically left at a time to avoid peak hours, but they were still stuck on the highway for quite a while before reaching the airport two hours later. Following Dylanâs instructions. Kevan found him quickly. Dylan was wearing a thin, long parka, shivering in the cold winds.
*Youâre finally here!â He tossed his luggage into the trunk and went to the backseat of the car out of habit, but saw Larissa smiling at him from there. He asked in confusion, âHow come youâre sitting in the back?â
âMy leg is broken, and thereâs more space in the back,â she replied.
âSo, the wheelchair back there was yours? Dylan had found it odd, thinking that Kevan was completely fine, so why would he need to have a wheelchair in the car?
âYeah,â Larissa nodded.
Dylan looked down at her leg and asked with concern. âHow did you break your leg? How come I donât know about this?â
Seeing that their conversation was going to get potentially longer, Kevan frowned and interrupted them with annoyance. âChat when youâre in the car. I canât park here.â
Dylan quickly shut the door for Larissa before getting into the passengerâs seat. Once he was inside, he could not help but rub his arms and exclaim, âBarthamâs really cold, man! Covenlordâs temperature is going back up. Itâs already around 68â Fthese two days, and it actually feels hot over there in this getup! Who knew that itâd be freezing over here!â
Kevanâs face was still cold, but he adjusted the temperature in the car so that it was higher. Watching his actions, Larissa suddenly felt sad. She knew that Kevan was a warm and gentle man, but he would never treat her that way. He never even treated her as his friend.
Dylan chattered away for some time before he finally remembered to ask about Larissaâs leg. âSo how did your leg get broken?â
âWell, it was when Jay kidnapped me and he kicked my leg fill it broke,â Larissa casually wrote her own injury off without mentioning how Ruby worsened it.
âDid he kick you that hard?â
It was already a month, and she still needed to sit in a wheelchair?