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Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 425
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Chapter 425

“Smile for the camera?

Immediately, Aster grinned widely, showing all his leath

“Do you like this toy?” Dylan asked..

Aster nodded vicerously. “I love it!”

“Alright, you can continue playing!” After Oylan spoke, he kept the camera rolling and lived on Aster.

It

was only when he heard the door to the study open that he quickly stopped the recording.

By then, more than an hour had passed.

When she finished replying to all her emails, Larissa noticed that it was already late and instructed

Aster to go to bed.

Reluctantly, Aster packed the building blocks back into the box,

After saying goodbye to Dylan, he went back to his room unwillingly.

On the other hand, Dylan remained seated on the sola leisurely, showing no signs of getting up to

leave.

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“You should leave now.” Lanssa reminded him straightforwardly that he had overstayed his welcome.

However, Dylan didn’t move an inch, chilling on the sofa as if he were in his own home.

“There’s no rush,” he remarked.

Larissa almost burst into laughter at his audacity.

“Even if you’re net in a hurry, I am. Your wife is probably worried about you.”

When Larissa mentioned Sharon’s name, the smile on Dylan’s face wavered.

“She won’t be worried, We don’t live together.”

Although Larissa found their marriage dynamics strange, she wasn’t curious enough to ask about it.

“Im getting tired,” she said.

should be heard from Aster that you haven’t been sleeping these days, staying up by his bed all night.”

Dylan nodded.

Larissa was stunned momentarily

So, Aster knew about it.

“Aster invited me here because he wanted me to persuade you to get some proper sleep. He said that

he was too young, and you would only comfort him and wouldn’t truly listen to his advice. Larissa. I

know that my words might not necessarily get through to you, but don’t you feel sorry for your son? He

has been worrying about your health while suffering from discomfort and pain Dylan said in a sincere

yet

serious tone.

Every sentence struck deep into Larissa’s heart,

She was still slightly apprehensive after the experience of passing out that moming and decided she

had to compromise. “Ill sleep during the day, then.” At night, she had to stay up and watch Aster.

“Larissa, why do you make things so difficult for yoursell?iring a nanny wouldn’t cost much! Besides,

relative to your current income,

such a small amount should be inconsequential to you!” Dylan said, perplexed.

Of course, Larissa wasn’t worried about the money.

She cared about Aster’s leelings more.

She never had the luxury of experiencing parental love, thus she spared no expense and effort in

pouring out her love on Aster.

If he were wel, then she wouldn’t be so concemed, but now, he was down with chickenpox

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Il she had decided to hire a nanny to care for Aster, she wouldn’t have applied for leave from her job in

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the first place.

“Hiring a nanny doesn’t mean that you don’t love Aster. On the other hand, it would give you more

energy to spend quality time with him. You can hire a nanny to watch over Aster at night so that both of

you can have suficient sleep. You may not know, but Aster doesn’t sleep well at night either. He would

wake up from sleep just to check on you, making sure that you were asleep.” Dylan tried to convince

her.

His last sentence touched Larissa. She could stay up late several days without sleep, but Asler couldn’t

“I’ll look for a nanny tomorrow,” she said.

*There’s no need for all that trouble. I can introduce you to the lady who comes in to prepare my meals.

She’s worked for me for the past six years, and I can vouch for her character. Moreover, she used to

work as a confinement nurse previously, so she has a lot of experience in caring for children. I talk to

her and ask her to come over directly after cooking dinner for me every night. It wouldn’t be too

troublesome for her,” Dylan continued.

Back in Covenford, Dylan had already hired a personal cook for himself. He never changed this habit

even after so many years..

Larissa had no reason to doubt Dylan’s sterling review of his employee as he was not an easy boss to

work for.

“Sure,” she agreed without hesitation, “Tell her to come tomorrow. I discuss the salary with her in

person.”