Kevan did not avoid Larissa's attacks. He just stood there and used his chest to bear it all.

Larissa was really angry. She used a great deal of her strength to throw the pillow, but she did not expect that Kevan would just stand there and let her beat him.

So, when she saw him sway dangerously, her guilt swallowed the rage from before, and words of concern escaped her mouth. "Are you okay?"

The pillow fell off Kevan's body. He gripped his chest with pain, and there was a painful expression on his face.

Larissa panicked even more. She threw the blanket off and got closer to him.

"Does it hurt?" she asked anxiously as she sat on her legs in front of him. She did not know what to do all of a sudden.

Kevan did not say a single word as he gritted his teeth. He seemed to be in the greatest pain possible.

"Sorry …" Larissa's forehead began to sweat from her panic. She reached out to rub his chest but realized halfway through that this was not suitable.

But she had not even pulled her