Chapter 66


    Chapter 66


    Larissa was a little confused by his stare. She could tell that he was angry, but she did not know what


    he was angry about.


    Lucas waspletely unaware of what was going on between the two, and he excitedly rushed to


    Kevan and stuck out his hand.


    “Mr. Rogers! We meet again.”


    Kevan had to give him half of his attention, and he made a non–verbal sound of acknowledgment.


    However, he did not shake Lucas‘ hand, which caused his smile to freeze on his face and the light in


    his eyes to grow dull.


    Larissa quickly went over and exined to him. “Mr. Rogers is a germaphobe and doesn’t like bodily


    contact with others.”


    Lucas was enlightened, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment. “My apologies, Mr. Rogers. I


    have been too forward.”


    “It’s fine.” Kevan was surprisingly easy to talk to. “Thank you for today.”


    ttered, Lucas‘ excitement was written all over his face. He was about to express his adoration and


    admiration for Kevan to him when thetter said, “Return the jacket to Mr. Hermes. We’re leaving now.”


    This was clearly meant for Larissa.


    “Oh, right.” Larissa had just removed Lucas‘ jacket when another was draped over her exposed


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    “Let’s go.” Kevan held her wrist, which was cold as usual. But Larissa surprisingly did not feel


    ufortable with it as she used to. Maybe it was because his jacket was


    rather warm.


    Even after they had gotten into the car, Lucas stood nkly in the same spot while holding on to his


    jacket.


    Suddenly, he smacked his forehead and eximed with delight, “I finally know what’s off about it!”


    Mr. Rogers, supposedly a germaphobe who disliked bodily contact, had voluntarily touched Larissa! He


    knew that their rtionship was more than it seemed!


    The ck Maserati sped on the road so fast that it almost blended in with the night.


    Chapter 66


    Larissa subconsciously gripped the seat belt a little tighter and she asked softly, “Are we going to


    Vivian’s now?”


    “No,” Kevan said, and Larissa sighed a little. She nned to go back and try washing the gown. If she


    could clean it somehow, she could pay less inpensation.


    “Is it okay that you came out halfway from the banquet?” she suddenly remembered


    to ask.


    “No.” Kevan kept his gaze ahead, though his jaw was really right.


    Larissa’s heart skipped a beat. “I’m sorry.” Although she apologized, she felt upset as well. It was not


    as if she made hime. She even called him to stop him from


    Kevan nced at her to see her lowered head and hands wrung with uncertainty, and suddenly felt


    annoyed.


    “Other than that, don’t you have anything else to say to me?” he asked tly.


    “What else am I supposed to say?” Larissa looked at him nkly.


    Kevan nearly choked on his anger, but he could not get mad at her. Struggling to contain his


    displeasure, he said calmly, “For example, the reason why you went to the hospital at this time of the


    night, and why you did not inform me when you left the vi?”


    The first question was easy to answer. “A nurse called me and asked me to pay for my former


    husband’s medical fees. She said that today was the deadline.”