She hesitated for a moment before cautiously asking, "Larissa, when do you and Kevan plan to have a child?" Hurriedly, she added, "I'm not pressuring you to have a child, don't misunderstand! I'm just asking so I can be prepared in advance."It made Larissa a little embarrassed. "Well … Kevan and I have never discussed it."In addition to her own decision, Larissa and Kevan were merely in a contractual marriage for their individual gains with no plans of having children. However, she couldn't tell Violet about that, so she could only continue to stall.Violet rubbed her hands with disappointment. "Alright."…Violet stayed longer than usual that day. Usually, she would return home after visiting the park.Glancing at Violet, who was busy in the kitchen, Larissa felt slightly uneasy. She was afraid that Kevan would repeat the mistake of bringing Ruby back home.It wasn't a big deal when he brought Ruby home at other times. Larissa had successfully convinced herself that she har

Kevan carried Larissa to the dining room and placed her in her designated seat. Originally, there was no "designated" seat in the dining room of his house, and everyone could sit wherever they wanted, but Violet was a fussy person. In the past, she wasn't bothered because she rarely visited. Now that she visited every day, she gradually noticed many things she didn't like.The first thing that caught her eye was the minimalist furniture. To make the house more homey, she bought many tiny decorations and ornaments, filling the house with her signature touch.The dining chairs in Kevan's house were made of wood, which was comfortable to sit on in the summer but particularly cold in winter. Therefore, Violet covered each chair with a plush cartoon cushion. She even designated a seat for each person. Larissa was the rabbit, Kevan was the bear, and she was the little cat she had always wanted to rear but was not allowed to by Anthony.Kevan wasn't a fan of the changes in the house, but s

After dinner, Violet showed no intention of leaving. Larissa, who needed to rest and recover, went to bed promptly at 8.30 pm every night as Kevan wouldn't allow her to stay up even for a minute longer.Once Larissa was asleep, Violet turned off the TV, patted the empty space beside her, and beckoned Kevan to come over. "Come and sit here. I want to talk to you."Kevan sat down with a puzzled expression. His mother's serious expression made him feel a bit uneasy. "What is it?""When do you and Larissa plan to have children?" Violet asked without beating around the bush.Kevan wasn't mentally prepared at all hence he was stunned into silence. After a moment, he answered, "We don't want children."The topic was serious and carried too much weight. He had originally planned to wait until his family fully accepted Larissa before bringing it up. By that time, even if they weren't happy about it, they wouldn't have the idea of making him give up on Larissa. But he didn't expect hi

After Violet left, Kevan sat alone in the living room for a long time. He knew his mother was just speaking out of anger and wouldn't actually sever their relationship.Based on his understanding of her, she would most likely try to convince Larissa instead since she couldn't get through to him. Hence, he felt it was necessary to give Larissa a heads-up in advance.The next morning, during breakfast, Kevan probed, "Has my mother mentioned anything about having children to you these past few days?"Larissa was surprised. "She mentioned it to you too?""Yes." Kevan nodded."How did you respond to her?" Larissa asked anxiously.Luckily, she hadn't said anything the day before. If Kevan's made-up reasons didn't match, his mother would begin to suspect something was up."I told her that I don't like kids and don't plan on having children," Kevan said.That astonished Larissa as she never expected Kevan to shoulder the blame himself. She couldn't help but applaud his courage."So, h

"Ma'am, we've placed everything according to your instructions.""Good." Violet nodded. "You may go now."After they had left, Violet pushed Larissa into the kitchen."These are all my baking equipment," she explained. "And there's flour, cream, and all these other ingredients."She glanced at the built-in oven in the kitchen and huffed. "Fortunately, Kevan got an oven here when he was renovating. He must have lived here for three to four years, hmm? Look at how new it is!" She tutted.Larissa did not have the courage to say that it was not just the oven, but almost everything in the kitchen seemed new.…After lunch, both mother and daughter-in-law baked a cake instead of going downstairs for a walk.Larissa was fairly talented at cooking, so when Violet taught her something, she caught on pretty quickly. She only ruined one cake base, and made the second one perfectly, just like Violet's. Violet praised her for quite a while because of that.As she was just starting out, Vio

With a loud thud, Larissa crashed onto the floor.At the most critical moment, she lifted her injured leg, which prevented the tragedy of her wound from tearing open once again. But in exchange, her knee slammed into the floor, numbing her whole leg so much that she could not move at all.Hearing the loud sound behind him, Kevan pulled back the leg he was about to step out with. He turned to see Larissa lying spread-eagled on the floor. She was still, the only sound that could be heard was her faint labored breathing.Fear and panic overtook his heart.Placing the kitten on the floor, he quickly made his way to her and picked her up into his arms."Was it a bad fall?" He asked anxiously, his gaze drifting to the bandaged leg. "Does your leg hurt? Did the wound tear open again?"Larissa shook her head. "No, it doesn't hurt, and the wound did not reopen."Kevan walked towards the entrance.Larissa tugged on his sleeve and asked, "What are you doing?""We're going to the hospital

"It's already late. Even if you want to return the kitten, you have to wait till tomorrow, right? Then …" Her hand started to itch again. "Can I play with her tonight?"Her voice was too overly cautious, and the eagerness in her eyes was so obvious—Kevan placed the kitten into her lap."Just for tonight," He said, "If it dirties the house later, I will throw it out immediately.""She won't!" Larissa fiercely protected the kitten and promised Kevan on behalf of it.Kevan snorted with disdain. He stood up, stuck his hands in his pockets, and asked, "Have you had your dinner?""Yes." Larissa happily stroked the kitten and responded to him distractedly, "Mom brought over extra dishes at noon. I heated them up in the microwave and ate them.""What about me?"Kevan's sudden question caught Larissa off guard."What about you?" She was a little blank."What am I supposed to eat?" His eyes narrowed some, and his voice screamed danger.Only then did Larissa recall that he did not see

Having left Larissa's lap, the kitten became increasingly uncertain. This environment was completely unfamiliar to it, and its deep blue eyes were filled with fear. It meowed a few times, looking around for that familiar figure before it curled back into its spot in the corner of the sofa due to not being able to find Larissa.It looked rather pitiful with the way it trembled. In a trance, Kevan seemed to see Larissa as she was that night in the emergency hall, waiting. So, he involuntarily went over and picked up the kitten, placing it in his own lap. Its tiny body gave off heat, so it seemed to resemble an eco-friendly hand warmer on this cold winter day.Kevan mimicked Larissa's movements, stroking its little head, before slowly moving to the soft fur on its back—doing it again and again. He had to admit, stroking a cat like this was quite effective in promoting concentration and calming the mind. At least, in these few minutes, he felt good—especially when the little thing starte

She opened the refrigerator to take out some eggs, and looked inside for a while before suddenly asking Larissa, "Did you finish eating the cake you made yesterday?""No?" Larissa wheeled herself over in her wheelchair. "I only ate a small slice and put the rest in the refrigerator. Kevan did not have dinner when he came back last night, so he probably ate some.""Then where's the rest?" Violet opened the refrigerator further so that Larissa could see for herself. Pretty much everything remained the same as when she went to put the cake inside, except for the cake itself. They even searched every single trash can in the house, but they did not see any cake "remains".This "mystery" was only solved after Kevan got home."Cake? I ate it," he said casually."All of it?!" Larissa was shocked."Yup." Kevan nodded before asking her in return, "Is there a problem?""No …" It was just that … "Didn't you feel sick after having eaten so much?" Even for someone like her who had a sweet

Violet never said that Kevan had to go, so Larissa was rather calm about it. Since he was not willing to, she found no need to force him."I'll be baking cakes for the little ones on Saturday, I probably won't have time to make anything else. Remember to eat more for dinner." Recalling his recent meal "additions", Larissa made sure to remind him.Kevan's expression was dark, looking for all as if a storm was coming."You have time to bake for a bunch of irrelevant people, but you don't have time to do it for me?"To Larissa, he was just being unreasonably troublesome."The kid's just turning one month old, Mom and I are just giving a cake as a token …""I'll buy a cake and deliver it over, the ones you bake belong to me!" Kevan ordered aggressively.Larissa did not want to bother with him. However, Kevan now had a grip on something vital of hers. "If you still want to be able to see your cat after you come home …""Okay, okay, okay, man. Jeez! I'll bake you one!" Larissa quic