Thinking of that, Larissa felt a little regretful for what she did. She was impulsive in setting them up. So, she didn't consider whether it was the right time to do it. "To express my apology, how about I invite you to my place for dinner tonight? We will be having stew." The mark on Marilyn's cheek had faded without a trace because of the ointment she got from the infirmary. It was Larissa's chance to turn the situation around. "Stew?" Marilyn had not tried Larissa's cooking before. Recalling her previous experience with Caldorian cuisine, she felt apprehensive. "Is it spicy?" "There are spicy and non-spicy options. You can go for the non-spicy one," Larissa replied. Marilyn agreed immediately, "Okay, I'll be there." Since she had a ride, Larissa asked Kevan to not pick her up. She did not mention to Marilyn that Lewis would also be coming. After work, Larissa walked with Marilyn, leaving Lewis behind. Both cars met up in front of Larissa's apartment building. As Lariss

"Don't eat so much, you need to leave room in your stomach for the stew. I spent so much on seafood. We can't let them take advantage of us," Kevan said. His stingy attitude amused Larissa. "Mr. Rogers, you have a net worth of over a hundred million dollars. Can't you be less stingy?" she said, giving him the side eye. Kvan shrugged it off. "Well, we can't let others take advantage of us." He bent down and planted a kiss on Larissa's cheek. Giving her a cheeky smile, he whispered into her ear, "My money is only for my wife."His hot breath made Larissa blush red with embarrassment. Trying to calm down her racing heart, Larissa turned away stiffly. "Lewis and Marilyn are waiting for me to get them water."She grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and almost fled from the kitchen. Lewis and Marilyn were already seated on the sofa. Although Wendy was usually lazy at home, she was enthusiastic about hosting guests. Larissa had only left for a few minutes before Wendy had f

As Kevan didn't ask her to stop, she didn't dare to stop. She felt his body leaning back. In the end, his body weight was fully leaning on her. It was clear he had fallen asleep. Larissa didn't have the heart to wake him up. He must have been exhausted preparing a feast for them the whole afternoon. It was understandable that he would be tired by now. She whispered for Aster to turn off the television. Wendy also left the living room. "You should let Mr. Rogers sleep over here tonight," Wendy said. "Yeah." Larissa had the same thought. Once they were alone in the living room, Larissa supported Kevan's back and prepared to get up from the sofa. She intended to lay him down gently on the sofa. Alas, she had hardly moved when Kevan opened his eyes. His dark eyes seemed clouded by a hazy mist. There was an unexpected charm to him being so unguarded. "Did I fall asleep?" He rubbed his forehead and sat upright. His deep voice sounded slightly hoarse, but it only added

She found her phone on the bedside table. It was already 11:00 am. Kevan was nowhere to be found. Larissa turned on the lights. She noticed a set of clean clothes placed beside her pillow. Kevan had prepared that for her in advance. A warm feeling filled her heart. Still, the warmth vanished as she felt a soreness spreading throughout her body. In her mind, Larissa cursed, "That asshole!" She struggled to put on the clothes. Alas, the crew-neck sweatshirt was unable to hide the hickeys Kevan planted on her neck. Cursing again, she put on a thick layer of concealer to cover the red marks on her skin. When Larissa emerged, Aster was eating alone in the dining room. Kevan and Wendy were nowhere to be seen. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Where are your dad and your godmother?" "Daddy went to the study to take a call. I don't know where Godma is. I haven't seen her since I woke up," Aster replied. He asked with concern, "Mommy, are you sick? Why is your voice so hoars

Kevan picked up a strawberry from the plate. He brought it to Larissa's lips. He gestured for her to open her mouth. Larissa wasn't used to such public displays of affection. She wanted to take the strawberry with her hand. Alas, Kevan dodged. "You can choose between me feeding you by hand or by mouth," Kevan whispered in a low tone against her ear. Larissa opened her mouth and bit into the strawberry. Kevan didn't let go. After she bit off half of the strawberry, he ate the other half. "That's really sweet." He licked the remaining juice off his lips, exuding a seductive expression. Larissa could sense the burning gazes of other people on Kevan. She felt irritated by that. Jealousy surged within her, filling the air with a sour taste. She pinched the flesh on his waist. She warned him through gritted teeth, "You better tone it down before I teach you a lesson back home!" Kevan's smile widened and he agreed in a cheerful tone. "Okay." He seemed to be in a go