Kevan had been accustomed to the filthiness of humanity since he was very young.He'd never trusted anyone—not even his own parents.The education he'd received told him that there were only two kinds of people in this world—those who were useful to him, and those who weren't.He'd never had deep interactions with people either, let alone go on to develop feelings for them.Joy, sorrow, anger, despair—all those emotions were nothing but distractions—luxuries he couldn't afford.A man like him… He supposed he was more of a perfect robot than a human. After all, what was he other than the machine created single-handedly by his family in order to inherit the family business?He could perfect a great many things, and none of those would be remotely flawed.Everyone he knew, and everyone else who knew him, had nothing but praise for him.And he'd never really questioned how wrong his upbringing or his life had been.That was until he met Larissa.Larissa was an unexpected presence in his li
"Hurry up and close it!" she told Kevan. His fever hadn't subsided, and if he caught another cold, the doctor would give her an earful the next day. "It's okay," Kevan said and pulled the blanket tighter around himself. "This will do. The stars look better without anything blocking the view."Starry Mountain was very high, so high that Larissa felt as if she were close enough to touch the stars. She reached out. "It's so beautiful," she said. Although she couldn't touch them, her heart swelled with happiness. The negative emotions from Travis' death were long since cast to the back of her mind. Kevan turned to look at her. Her eyes were wide open, and she was smiling from ear to ear. The look of awe on her face was unmistakable. "I need to take a picture of this," Larissa said and raised her phone to snap a few pictures swiftly. Every picture she took was so beautiful that it didn't need to be edited to be used as a screen wallpaper."I've been to Starry Mountain a few times,
Feeling as if she was sleeping right next to a raging fireplace, Larissa couldn't sleep well the entire night. Kevan stopped having nightmares, but he breathed a little heavily—maybe he had a stuffy nose. It rained on the mountain that night, but it wasn't heavy. The raindrops pattered against the transparent glass ceiling, and Larissa couldn't sleep from the noise.She stared up at the sky absent-mindedly. The stars were obscured by the rain and she could only see their faint light. Later on, the rain turned to snow. The glass slowly became covered up with a sheet of white until not a single glint of light could shine through. Enveloped in darkness, Larissa lost track of time. By the time Kevan woke up and she was finally freed, it was already 9 am. Kevan was slightly confused when the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Larissa's face. He stared at her blankly. However, Larissa acted as if nothing had happened and pushed his arms away calmly. She took the thermometer fr
While Kevan was showering, she went back to her own room. She found her phone that she had neglected throughout the night and was surprised to find a few missed calls. Other than one call that was from the hospital, the others were from an unknown number. She was certain that the hospital had called regarding Travis, but she also felt that the other calls had something to do with this. She did not call back and went to take a shower instead to freshen herself up.After that, she took her phone with her and went to look for Kevan. He was still in the bathroom, and Larissa could hear the faint sound of running water. She started reflecting on herself, asking herself if she was too shabby. Even a man put more time into showering than she did. Kevan only came out of the bathroom after a long time. His pajamas were dirty, so he only had a towel wrapped around his waist.Larissa was already eating her porridge in the living room. "Aren't you going to blow dry your hair?" She put down her s
Kevan ended up going with her. During the cable car ride down the mountain, Larissa was not in the mood to think about how Kevan had conjured up the money for the ticket, nor was she in the mood to appreciate the majestic and magnificent scenery surrounding her. All she cared about was …"You haven't eaten anything for a whole day. Can you take it? It's so windy on the mountain, but you're wearing very few layers. What if your fever comes back? You haven't fully recovered, so you're still weak. How are you going to drive later? How about you take the cable car back up again later? Go back to the hotel and eat, then take the whole day to rest … " "That's enough!" Kevan couldn't take it any longer and cut her off. "I know my own body." He liked her nagging and muttering, as well as her care and sweet voice, but not when she was trying to chase him away. He crossed his arms and leaned against the corner of the cable car. He shut his eyes as if he didn't want to listen to her. Larissa
"I don't know." Besides feeling cold, Kevan felt nothing else. Larissa touched his forehead and said, "You're warmer than this morning." She frowned and felt worried again. As expected, she shouldn't have let him follow her. Seeing her expression of self-blame, Kevan felt worse about himself. "It's okay." He took her hand away and said, "I'll be fine after I take my medicine and sleep it off." However, Larissa wasn't as optimistic as him.Half an hour later, the cable car finally reached the foot of the mountain. Kevan's legs felt extremely sore, and he walked with a limp. When getting out of the cable car, he lost his footing, but Larissa pulled him from behind to stop him from falling down. She worried even more and dared not let go of him for even a second after that. She helped him into the car carefully.There was no way Kevan could drive when he was so ill. Larissa took his car keys and got into the driver's seat. It was her first time driving a luxury car of that class l
Wiping the smile off his face, Officer Sanders flipped through the files in front of him. "It's like this," he cleared his throat and began, "We are investigating the reason behind Travis' suicide. We know that you are his wife, and we are quite aware of the situation between you two, so you don't have to explain too much. However, since you would know him better than anybody else, I wanted to ask if Travis ever mentioned having any suicidal thoughts to you. Did he complain about anything to you? Did you notice any changes in his mood?""I'm sorry." Larissa couldn't answer any of his questions. "We have been separated for quite some time now. I only saw him once when he had an accident and was admitted to the hospital. There has been no contact between us since.""I see." Officer Sanders raised an eyebrow and made a note of it. "His family believes that the content of your livestreams provoked him and drove him to take his own life. Do you have anything to say about that?" He lifte
Just now, Officer Sanders seemed visibly displeased. Larissa couldn't help feeling uneasy at his expression. Her perceptiveness was probably a workplace hazard developed from being in the service industry for far too long. However, Dylan didn't think much of it."The people I despise most are those 'peacemakers' who can't distinguish right from wrong, especially regarding important matters," Dylan said with a cold expression. "Many of my previous clients were victims of domestic violence. These women were beaten up by their husbands to the point that they needed to be hospitalized. Finally, when they gathered their courage to report it to the police, most of the time, the police would just try to smooth things over. They would give them excuses, such as they can't interfere in private or family matters. Worse, they would advise those women to give their husbands another chance. For the sake of their work performance and wanting to protect themselves, the police gloss over the viol