Raising his hand, Kevan ruffled Aster's hair. Aster grabbed onto his arm and climbed into his lap."When are you two getting married? Where will you get married? When you marry, will you invite many guests, like on TV? Should I invite my classmates? "But I've seen that in dramas, kids aren't allowed to attend weddings … Does that mean I can't go either?" Aster, who was initially excited, deflated instantly when he said this.His childish reasoning brought laughter to the three adults present. "Of course you can attend. You can invite your classmates if you wish. However, we have not set a date for our wedding. You might need to wait for a while." Kevan had always been patient with Aster. "Alright then." Aster seemed a little disappointed. Soon, he asked, "Will you be having your wedding in Westonia or Bartham? If it is in Bartham, can I invite my classmates there? Besides, will we stay at Bartham in the future? Am I going to transfer schools to Bartham?" Kevan had yet to disc
Larissa turned to look at Kevan in shock and nervousness. "When Lari has more time, we can pack up and move." Kevan shot Larissa a smile, ignoring the questioning look in her eyes. "We have an event to attend at the kindergarten on Saturday. How about Sunday?" Larissa's eyes grew wider, and she stammered at the unexpected news. "W–Where are we moving to? Why don't I know about this?" Kevan let go of her waist and ruffled her hair affectionately. He whispered in a mysterious tone, "You'll find out this Sunday." When Kevan said to wait until Sunday, he absolutely would not reveal a hint about their new home before that. Even though Larissa pestered him with questions throughout the entire ride to work, he remained tight-lipped. Larissa could not get any clues from him.When she got out of the car, Larissa slammed the door, seething with anger. Kevan covered his ears and stared after her retreating figure with a smile. Larissa arrived in the nick of time. Her new colleagues
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
Wendy had arrived home half an hour before Larissa. By now, she was already in her loungewear and watching TV, slouching on the sofa. In her arms, she held a bag of potato chips that they bought from the supermarket last night. In comparison to Kevan who was busy in the kitchen, she seemed very relaxed. Approaching Wendy with Lewis' and Marilyn's coats, Larissa kicked her under the coffee table. She hissed with displeasure, "Can't you go and help out?" Wendy winced in pain and withdrew her leg. She glared at Larissa and said through gritted teeth, "It's not like I can be of any help! Mr. Rogers came over early in the afternoon to wash the vegetables and prepare the seafood. Tell me, what else can I do?" Hearing this, Larissa glanced at the kitchen with a puzzled expression. "Then why is he still in the kitchen?" Wendy gestured towards Aster with her chin. "Ask your son!" Larissa turned her questioning gaze on Aster, who replied proudly, "Daddy is making pretzels for me!"
"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
Wendy had gotten the stew base from a friend in Caldor. One was spicy and the other was tomato-flavored. They were both her favorites. Thus, the person who enjoyed the meal the most was Wendy herself, along with Aster who was clueless. As for the others, Kevan was fuming as he didn't get to sit next to Larissa. He had a sour expression on his face throughout dinner. Lewis was still upset with Larissa meddling in his relationships. He looked displeased and did not speak an extra word. Still, he indulged in as much seafood as he wanted. Marilyn remained quiet, probably due to her unfamiliarity with everyone or Lewis' attitude. Larissa was stuck between Lewis and Marilyn. She tried to engage in conversations with both of them, switching between one and the other. Before the meal was over, she was exhausted and regretted her choice in trying to set Lewis up. Finally, the meal was over. The food that Kevan prepared was devoured. Even the tomato stew was half gone, thou
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
Larissa's body stiffened. She didn't dare to move. She asked, "What … what are you doing?" Kevan wrapped an arm around her waist. His fingers tickled the soft flesh on her tummy. Larissa couldn't help but snuggle closer to Kevan to escape his fingers. Time seemed to pause at that moment. Everything became still. The only thing ringing in Larissa's ears was Kevan's heavy breathing. Her heart was in her throat. It was thumping so hard that it almost leaped out of her chest. Kevan held her tighter and rested his chin on her shoulder. His cheek brushed against her slender neck. His lips lingered on her face, leaving a trail of kisses. "What do you think I am about to do?" He nibbled on her earlobe and whispered in a low, husky voice. Larissa shivered as an electric current coursed through her body. She opened her mouth, but there was no sound. In this situation, nothing she said seemed appropriate. Kevan's patience wore thin in her silence. His hand on her waist slipped u