Chapter 148


    Chapter 148


    Kevan proceeded to undress, deliberately unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. His movements


    were graceful and unhurried, exuding an air of elegance.


    Inexplicably, Larissa couldn’t tear her eyes away from him. Her gaze followed as his hands moved


    down the shirt gracefully, exposing his chest and abdomen.


    Larissa already knew that there was no wound on hisce or neck. Looking intently, she couldn’t see


    any injury on his chest and abdomen except for the firm muscles that rippled under his wless,


    unblemished skin.


    Larissa frowned when she noticed Kevan dawdling. She urged him anxiously. “Quickly, take off your


    shirt”


    Kevan chuckled lightly and asked in a trasing manner. “Are you in such a hurry?”


    It was only then that Larissa realized how ambiguous her words sounded. “I just wanted to inspect the


    injuries on your body.” Her face


    blushed crimson.


    Kevan nced briefly at her and took off his shirt in one swift move before tossing it aside.


    Holding her waist, he lowered his lips to her car and whispered. “If you are interested in doing other


    things, it’s not entirely impossible.”


    Kevan’s scorching breath tickled the sensitive skin on her ear. His voice was gentle yet tinged with a


    hint ofughter. His words hinted something else that could happen between them, coaxing and


    teasing-


    Larissa’sce burned with embarrassment. She wanted to push him away, but she was afraid that it


    would aggravate his injuries.”


    She sped her hands tightly as her body grew stiff with anxiety.


    Staring at Larissa’s trembling eyshes, Kevan decided to stop teasing her. He knew that she needed


    more time to ept him.


    This wasn’t the right time yet.


    “What are you thinking about? Kevan let go of Larissa and smirked. “I just wanted your help to apply


    some medication to my wound. Why did your face turn so red?”


    Realizing that he had just been teasing her. Larissa gritted her teeth and red at him in exasperation.


    Kevan’s smile grew wider, and his eyes twinkled with amusement.


    “Here.” He turned to the side and pointed to his lower back. “It’s a little sore.”


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    The ce where he pointed to had a purplish bruise about the size of a list. Just looking at it made


    Larissa wince.


    “Have you been to the hospital?” she asked.


    “No.” Kevan frowned. “It’s too much trouble.”


    Words of reproach were on the tip of her tongue, but Larissa stopped hersell when she was reminded


    of their difference in position. She finally asked, “Do you have any massage ol?”


    Larissa didn’t know who Kevan’s assistant was, but they somehow produced a bottle of massage oil on


    the spot.


    Kevan was lying face down on the s. Doubllully, he raised his head and asked Larissa. “Do you


    know how to do this?”


    With her spindly arms and legs, did she have enough strength to massage the bruise away?


    Larissa replied confidently, “Don’t worry, I’m an expert.”


    As a child, she had endured frequent beatings, resulting in a constant array of bruises covering her


    body. Yvelle never brought her to the hospital because she feared the doctors would suspect her of


    child abuse.


    Unable to bear seeing Larissa in such a pitiable state, the nanny at home purchased massage oll


    specifically for her bruises. She kindly taught Larissa how to massage the bruises to promotester


    healing.


    Since then, ten years have passed. Her skills were as proficient as those of a professional, Larissa


    knelt beside the s and applied some


    medicinal oil to her hands


    “It might be a little painful so bear with i” she reminded Kevan.


    Kevan pursed his lips and responded with a grunt.


    With that, Larissa ced her hands on his lower back and started massaging the bruise.