Chapter 883
Sweet Subterfuge
âItâs too late to wait for him to go to jail!â
Larissa slammed the beer can on the ground splashing alcohol all over her clothes
Kevan felt a headache coming on.
On the other hand, Larissa seemed oblivious.
Although she was already drunk, she grabbed the can of beer and took another big gulp.
âWendy has been brainwashed by him, donât you know that?â
She turned to Kevan and grabbed his collar with her olly lingers.
She left five oily marks on Kevanâs white shirt.
âWendyâs been brainwashed by him! She doesnât believe in me now! She said that Iâm a llar and that I disgust her!â Larissa gripped his
collar and shook him,
Remembering Wendyâs hurtful words, Larissaâs heartached.
Kevan finally realized the gravity of the situation.
Clapping his hands on her shoulders. he forced Larissa to calm down.
âWhat did Edmund tell Wendy?â he asked with a frown.
âCan you believe it? Edmund actually turned the story upside down! He told Wendy that I deliberately broke them up! Now Wendy refuses
to believe me.
âNot only does she want me to go to the police station and drop the case, but she also plans to have Edmundâs baby!â
Larissa became more upset as she spoke.
She flung the things in her hands and threw herself into Kevanâs embrace.
She wrapped her arms around him tightly, her dirty hands clutching the hem of his shirt.
Kevan tried not to think about the sorry state of his clothes at this moment.
Sighing, he hugged and comforted Larissa. âDonât cry, I will deal with Edmund for your sake.â
âNo way Larissa accidentally burped in Kevanâs arms.
The pungent smell of alcohol watted into Kevanâs nostrils, causing him to close his eyes momentarily.
Larissa warned him drunkenly, âMurder is a crime, even little kids know that! Youâre not allowed to kill, otherwise, you will end up in jail
Kevan smiled helplessly.
âAlright, I wonât kill anyone.â
He went along with Larissaâs words.
Her face was smudged with tears, leaving streaks of runny makeup on her cheeks.
Kevan couldnât bear it any longer. He bent down and carried her in his arms.
Finally, he tossed her into a large bathtub, fully clothed and all
âWhat are you doing?â Larissaâs jeans were soaked by the hot water Kevan sprayed into the tub. She fell very uncomfortable as the wet Jeans clung to her body.
Supporting herself on the edge of the bathtub, she tried to get up and escape, but Kevan pushed her back
Scooping a handful of water, he washed the makeup stains off her face, revealing her smooth and soft skin,
âTake a bath and go to sleep,â he said.
Kevan didnât know how else to comfort her.
The only thing he could do was to stop her from dwelling on those upsetting memories
Alas, Larissa seemed to be in high spirits, fueled by alcohol.
She provoked Kevan. âI donât want to! Iâm not taking a bath! Iâm not going to sleep! I want to drink! Give me more alcohol I havenât had
enough!â
As she spoke, she splashed around in the tub, soaking her white shirt.
It became transparent and clung to her skin, accentuating the perfect curves of her body.
Her bra made from black lace was fully exposed in front of Kevanâs eyes.
Swallowing. Kevanâs eyes smoldered with desire.
He straightened up and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his s exy collarbones and chest.
Larissa froze when she sensed the change in Kevan
âWhat are you going to do?â
She scooted to the far end of the bathtub, Increasing the distance between her and Kevan.
Kevan threw his ruined shirt onto the ground and unbuckled his belt.
âWhat do you think I am going to do?â
He smirked devilishly.